Poetry competition CLOSED 5th April 2018 6:07am
WINNER
AtoMikbomb
AtoMikbomb
RUNNERS-UP:
snugglebuck
and eswaller
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Decisions, Decision
Poetry Contest Description
Write a poem about a decision that had to be made.
Big or small, difficult or easy, made or not, this should be about the process more than the outcome.
The subject can be anything, anytime a decision had to be made. This should be about the internal struggle of making a decision however small or big this struggle.
No limit (be reasonable please)
One entry per person
Collabs if you want.
The subject can be anything, anytime a decision had to be made. This should be about the internal struggle of making a decision however small or big this struggle.
No limit (be reasonable please)
One entry per person
Collabs if you want.
A Snow Stormy Daniels
This is my decision
I'm going out on a limb
To make the following prediction
There was a Northeastern storm named Daniels
That made a prediction of snow that is undeniable
That President Trump
Needs a cocaine bump
Before he can do the animal
My prediction: Stormy Daniel's most damaging revelation about Donald Trump will not be sexual in nature. Rather, Stormy will expose something about Trump that will lead to his ultimate downfall.
That is President Trump has a serious addiction to cocaine. The fact will be revealed that the Donald needs to do some blow, before he can be blown. When you hear if officially, remember where you heard it first. Most troubling, will be the revelation that everyone around him, from advisers to his family knew of his cocaine addition and have conspired to keep it from the American public. When you hear if officially, remember where you heard it first. From me,
I'm going out on a limb
To make the following prediction
There was a Northeastern storm named Daniels
That made a prediction of snow that is undeniable
That President Trump
Needs a cocaine bump
Before he can do the animal
My prediction: Stormy Daniel's most damaging revelation about Donald Trump will not be sexual in nature. Rather, Stormy will expose something about Trump that will lead to his ultimate downfall.
That is President Trump has a serious addiction to cocaine. The fact will be revealed that the Donald needs to do some blow, before he can be blown. When you hear if officially, remember where you heard it first. Most troubling, will be the revelation that everyone around him, from advisers to his family knew of his cocaine addition and have conspired to keep it from the American public. When you hear if officially, remember where you heard it first. From me,
Written by snugglebuck
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Like No Other Love
I sprint away from him
To take the chance at last,
The night is cool and dim
Sidewalk of overcast.
It shoots up through my seams
And jars within my brain,
I'm silent in my screams
He loved to hear the pain.
And did all that he could
And told me what he'd do
No matter if I would
Believe in what I knew.
Obeying every want
I never satisfied
His dark sadistic haunt
Would threaten if I lied.
To hunt me like a dog
His little trophy slut,
Not worthy of his 'love',
A litany of faults
For everyone to hear
All through the neighborhood,
There was no other one
He claimed who had his heart.
Was like no other love
He'd given just to me.
And even though I stayed
In hopes that he might feel,
Remembering the past
The way it used to be,
It disappeared so fast
When soon the threats to me.
The mental torture came
When he would leave each day,
And lock me in to tame
His little runaway.
With places where he hid
The fetish things he plied
Upon my nakedness,
No clothes did he abide.
While I was kept inside
My mind would start to bend,
Until he would return
For it to start again.
The layers of my scars
Not only to my skin
To bow, the cage's bars
A thing that it lived in.
Without a name, a soul
I had just one more try
Determined in my goal
Before there was no time
The truck's glare of its light,
My hair flew as I streaked
As he turned up the drive
When he came down the street.
Its high beams showed the slave
That no one ever sees
Had broken from his rage
To live free as she flees.
And as I disappeared,
I heard his howling rant
That echoed in the night,
Became his vocal chant:
"There is no other one
I've claimed who has my heart
Is like no other love
I've given just to you!"
To take the chance at last,
The night is cool and dim
Sidewalk of overcast.
It shoots up through my seams
And jars within my brain,
I'm silent in my screams
He loved to hear the pain.
And did all that he could
And told me what he'd do
No matter if I would
Believe in what I knew.
Obeying every want
I never satisfied
His dark sadistic haunt
Would threaten if I lied.
To hunt me like a dog
His little trophy slut,
Not worthy of his 'love',
A litany of faults
For everyone to hear
All through the neighborhood,
There was no other one
He claimed who had his heart.
Was like no other love
He'd given just to me.
And even though I stayed
In hopes that he might feel,
Remembering the past
The way it used to be,
It disappeared so fast
When soon the threats to me.
The mental torture came
When he would leave each day,
And lock me in to tame
His little runaway.
With places where he hid
The fetish things he plied
Upon my nakedness,
No clothes did he abide.
While I was kept inside
My mind would start to bend,
Until he would return
For it to start again.
The layers of my scars
Not only to my skin
To bow, the cage's bars
A thing that it lived in.
Without a name, a soul
I had just one more try
Determined in my goal
Before there was no time
The truck's glare of its light,
My hair flew as I streaked
As he turned up the drive
When he came down the street.
Its high beams showed the slave
That no one ever sees
Had broken from his rage
To live free as she flees.
And as I disappeared,
I heard his howling rant
That echoed in the night,
Became his vocal chant:
"There is no other one
I've claimed who has my heart
Is like no other love
I've given just to you!"
Written by Jade-Pandora
(jade tiger)
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Every Decision In Life
Every decision comes down to the pros and cons
Like will this make me happy or will I regret this?
It is like when we are all trying to win the bronze
Medal knowing damn well that the internal bliss
Would have felt better with the gold ones around
Our neck. We worry too much about every rhyme.
We have to walk around with our straight crown
On knowing that it could be falling off at any time.
You look back aware that you made every decision
For a reason. Every single move was calculated and
Weighed carefully. With such delicacy and precision
I keep walking forward. Some day I will understand
Why I made the decisions I did and that is to live
The life I want to without any regrets or bad blood
Because I want to not only survive, but to thrive
To the fullest. So sometimes we ignore the flood
And storm warnings because we choose to listen to
The voices on the inside. We will let them stay.
We have chosen what makes the sky clear and blue.
When the road reaches a fork, we will know which way.
Like will this make me happy or will I regret this?
It is like when we are all trying to win the bronze
Medal knowing damn well that the internal bliss
Would have felt better with the gold ones around
Our neck. We worry too much about every rhyme.
We have to walk around with our straight crown
On knowing that it could be falling off at any time.
You look back aware that you made every decision
For a reason. Every single move was calculated and
Weighed carefully. With such delicacy and precision
I keep walking forward. Some day I will understand
Why I made the decisions I did and that is to live
The life I want to without any regrets or bad blood
Because I want to not only survive, but to thrive
To the fullest. So sometimes we ignore the flood
And storm warnings because we choose to listen to
The voices on the inside. We will let them stay.
We have chosen what makes the sky clear and blue.
When the road reaches a fork, we will know which way.
Written by eswaller
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A BIG Decision...
I made a BIG decision this day....
I had to choose between to people
Neither of which I knew very long
So worried
And....*sighs*
So torn
But the words that kissed my ears
Made the decision that much harder to make
This isn't the dating game
It's something much more mysterious
Why do I feel at such a loss
When I finally make a choice
Hm?
But in the end
I made my decision
Though it pained me so much to do so....
To make a choice....
But in the end......
As my new journey begins.....
I chose the one with the better voice
I had to choose between to people
Neither of which I knew very long
So worried
And....*sighs*
So torn
But the words that kissed my ears
Made the decision that much harder to make
This isn't the dating game
It's something much more mysterious
Why do I feel at such a loss
When I finally make a choice
Hm?
But in the end
I made my decision
Though it pained me so much to do so....
To make a choice....
But in the end......
As my new journey begins.....
I chose the one with the better voice
Written by KrystalG
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Not Knowing
I lain on the carpet
and listened to If Blue Could be Happiness
I became so weightless
I almost forgot about the candles
My house almost burned down to the ground
and all I did was stare at the puddle of wax
blow the flame out and shrug
I am calm for once
and I am scared for the storm to return
I am quiet
in the midst of the hush
I hope you are receiving my telepathic messages darling
what is expected of me
I am okay with not knowing for now;
and listened to If Blue Could be Happiness
I became so weightless
I almost forgot about the candles
My house almost burned down to the ground
and all I did was stare at the puddle of wax
blow the flame out and shrug
I am calm for once
and I am scared for the storm to return
I am quiet
in the midst of the hush
I hope you are receiving my telepathic messages darling
what is expected of me
I am okay with not knowing for now;
Written by usernames_r_lame
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jive turkey sandwich
Our old blind Milton and deaf Beethoven
Would not have believed their eyes & ears
Give congratulations on failing upwards
While falling down on the totem tiers...
These relative truths become inescapable
A modern rouge through the wasted years
Everything trends toward nonfunctional
Producing a sham of their soul's premier...
Loose drum heads beat the funeral march
The communal mind was now laid to rest
Shining second sight on their Gothic arch
The self defined seen as a fool's quest...
Since we always have a bigger boat design
Endless nonsense wrote of positive thinking
All sunshine thoughts make a desert mind
As larger ships make for a better sinking...
So we see a world of wackiness ensue
Must pay the piper for the temporal dance
The string held taut for the fates review
We walk the tight rope in our life of chance...
Would not have believed their eyes & ears
Give congratulations on failing upwards
While falling down on the totem tiers...
These relative truths become inescapable
A modern rouge through the wasted years
Everything trends toward nonfunctional
Producing a sham of their soul's premier...
Loose drum heads beat the funeral march
The communal mind was now laid to rest
Shining second sight on their Gothic arch
The self defined seen as a fool's quest...
Since we always have a bigger boat design
Endless nonsense wrote of positive thinking
All sunshine thoughts make a desert mind
As larger ships make for a better sinking...
So we see a world of wackiness ensue
Must pay the piper for the temporal dance
The string held taut for the fates review
We walk the tight rope in our life of chance...
Written by runaway-mindtrain
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Could've Been The Last Choice
As someone with
surfed-over sand
colored hair
once sang - "I dare you to move"
---
The thrum of a
pulse persists
that once hushed
itself;
in aches to go
un-thrumming
opting for both
"truth"
and "double dare"
neverminding two cans of molten aftermath
Knowing that no...
it is no basement beat
or snare
barely catching tails of
chords within old-hat
neighbors' hearing
It's double base pedal
throbs
and hooks
cymbals sparring...
...and that its tone
will find little
home
in their ears
But; to beat
and to beat still
it prevails
surfed-over sand
colored hair
once sang - "I dare you to move"
---
The thrum of a
pulse persists
that once hushed
itself;
in aches to go
un-thrumming
opting for both
"truth"
and "double dare"
neverminding two cans of molten aftermath
Knowing that no...
it is no basement beat
or snare
barely catching tails of
chords within old-hat
neighbors' hearing
It's double base pedal
throbs
and hooks
cymbals sparring...
...and that its tone
will find little
home
in their ears
But; to beat
and to beat still
it prevails
Written by AtoMikbomb
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With the End in Mind
I’ve been contemplating it for the longest time,
And yet I know the benefit is worth the work,
But if and when I do decide to go back to school,
Should I continue in my chosen field?
Or should I explore my passion?
I understand that going for the next degree,
Will take a lot more effort and sacrifice,
Not only taking into account all the cost,
But once I take that step,
Which one should I follow?
I’ve been a bean counter who always wondered,
What it would be like to have a writing career,
So I look at options with the end in mind,
But am I in it for the money?
Or for the adventure.
I know what’s in my heart,
I just have to tell my mind,
And make a final decision.
I’ve been contemplating it for the longest time,
And yet I know the benefit is worth the work,
But if and when I do decide to go back to school,
Should I continue in my chosen field?
Or should I explore my passion?
I understand that going for the next degree,
Will take a lot more effort and sacrifice,
Not only taking into account all the cost,
But once I take that step,
Which one should I follow?
I’ve been a bean counter who always wondered,
What it would be like to have a writing career,
So I look at options with the end in mind,
But am I in it for the money?
Or for the adventure.
I know what’s in my heart,
I just have to tell my mind,
And make a final decision.
Thank you for choosing me alongside snugglebuck as the runner-ups. A huge congratulations to AtoMikbomb for winning and for those who participated in this wonderful competition. Thanks to Apostrophe-es for hosting this great competition!!
