Poetry competition CLOSED 24th December 2018 3:06pm
WINNER
Anonymous
Anonymous
RUNNERS-UP:
takis1917
and gothicsurrealism
the elegance of decay
The 12 Miseries of Christmas (No.9) for the elegance of decay Comp
Age Old Reflection
Christmas, New Year a time for reflection
a time you experience family rejection
they point out every imperfection
many fingers pointing dissection
with a hate filled introspection
no I am not the model of perfection
Just a victim of others preconception
I raise my hand; an objection
preaching family insurrection
given another injection
for my latest infection
disabilities collection
aging circumspection
to old for bull shit recollection
missing love and affection
there will be no resurrection
these issues with aging
has a mind disengaging
forgetful mind prison caging
stopping socially engaging
ire turns to raging
ongoing frailty is staging
life of regret enraging
one foot in the grave gauging
I fear the process of dying
of giving up on life trying
and just not complying
the tears I am crying
my eyes are not drying
my faults not denying
all regrets, all the lying
and the gods I'm denying
salvation; not buying
my religion I'm defying
on prayer there's no relying
others guilt I'm implying
they're lies overlying
there's just no denying
with whiskey they're plying
but they're treachery I'm decrying
seeking help they're not replying
the medics poking and prying
on my behaviour they're spying
Then the drugs they're supplying
hallucinations of flying
so I'm now misapplying
with a most heart felt sighing
no chances, no retrying
no chanced of undying
pain and sadness I'm dying
this skin I will shed
when for you I have bled
voices stop in my head
are silent; unheard
but I never, ever fled
I chose bravery instead
memories I will shred
with blackness embed
with my bible unread
to no light I'll be lead
but no longer the dread
I'm not worried by death
nor fear of last breath
because dead is dead
there's nothing to be said
you're deaf, dumb and blind when your dead
Written by David_Macleod
(14397816)
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Winter is Near
Growing older can be a bittersweet feeling,
Happy memories can be melancholic at times,
And as the years pass by the reflection gets clearer,
Beyond the mirror aging gracefully with greys and lines.
In looking back I think about what really made me,
The exits I missed and the roads I chose to stay in,
Rolling with the punches, listening to my hunches,
Maturing little by little and growing some thick skin.
I’m the most flawed person I know,
I’ve made some mistakes along the way,
But there is always a lesson to be learned,
And that propels me forward into another day.
I learned from my parents,
I took their advice to heart,
And I pass it on to my children,
Because one day we all have to part.
Growing older can be a bittersweet feeling,
Remembering days old like youth wasted away,
Wishing I had could travel back in time,
Wanting to rescue myself and save some days.
But I had to fall, like leaves in late autumn,
It was the only natural way that I could grow,
Because now that I look at myself, beyond the mirror,
The winter of my life is near but I welcome the snow.
Growing older can be a bittersweet feeling,
Happy memories can be melancholic at times,
And as the years pass by the reflection gets clearer,
Beyond the mirror aging gracefully with greys and lines.
In looking back I think about what really made me,
The exits I missed and the roads I chose to stay in,
Rolling with the punches, listening to my hunches,
Maturing little by little and growing some thick skin.
I’m the most flawed person I know,
I’ve made some mistakes along the way,
But there is always a lesson to be learned,
And that propels me forward into another day.
I learned from my parents,
I took their advice to heart,
And I pass it on to my children,
Because one day we all have to part.
Growing older can be a bittersweet feeling,
Remembering days old like youth wasted away,
Wishing I had could travel back in time,
Wanting to rescue myself and save some days.
But I had to fall, like leaves in late autumn,
It was the only natural way that I could grow,
Because now that I look at myself, beyond the mirror,
The winter of my life is near but I welcome the snow.
Anonymous
Thank you all for your amazing entries! You didn't make it easy to judge this one and I had to call in for reinforcements on the decision. But in the end we agreed on the followin:
Bender, you took the trophy on this one with your incredible poem Lifespan. Taking us full circle and bringing back hope in the end. Congratulations!
gothicsurrealism, we awarded you 2nd place for your gorgeous entry The Elegance of Our Sunset. Your imagery was beyond beautiful and took us straight to the heart of the matter...there is beauty in that final hour...as it is reborn again. Thank you so much for joining with this poem!
takis191, your poem Time Adverbs claimed 3rd place for the reality of the aging experience. Far too easy to forget the presence of the aging as we go on with our busy lives...but theirs grow more quiet and solitary. Thank you for your entry!
Honorable mentions:
summultima and PoetsRevenge, we loved your entries and felt they contributed greatly to the difficulty of our decision. Thank you so much for taking part and bringing your talents to the table!
Thank you everyone for joining in on this challenge! Have safe and happy holidays!
Bender, you took the trophy on this one with your incredible poem Lifespan. Taking us full circle and bringing back hope in the end. Congratulations!
gothicsurrealism, we awarded you 2nd place for your gorgeous entry The Elegance of Our Sunset. Your imagery was beyond beautiful and took us straight to the heart of the matter...there is beauty in that final hour...as it is reborn again. Thank you so much for joining with this poem!
takis191, your poem Time Adverbs claimed 3rd place for the reality of the aging experience. Far too easy to forget the presence of the aging as we go on with our busy lives...but theirs grow more quiet and solitary. Thank you for your entry!
Honorable mentions:
summultima and PoetsRevenge, we loved your entries and felt they contributed greatly to the difficulty of our decision. Thank you so much for taking part and bringing your talents to the table!
Thank you everyone for joining in on this challenge! Have safe and happy holidays!
