Poetry competition CLOSED 4th March 2019 11:28pm
WINNER
Anonymous
Anonymous
RUNNERS-UP:
dejure
and slipalong
A Picture Holds A Thousand Words #6
Fragile Alchemy
the earth moves endlessly ... adrift
my umbral awareness. whether I am wilting
or birthing dawn, the earth moves
the soft lullaby never changes; I trek barefoot
amidst another sapphire shedding its blue,
as it exists, vast within my eyes,
pooling upon my tongue
like a nescient whimper.
within this submersion, I unearth hymnal stars
as porcelain moths gown my quivering hands—
my childhood yoke to the flowered fog
and upon unopened palms, I will bend light
around the curves.
power eclipses tenderness;
I breathe, and I ache ...
life has touched me in ways unknown
and how hauntingly
beautiful
it is.
Written by Nephele
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Specular Singularities
(- -) eroding frame's crudebase
dimlit midnights soak in an abundant
haze of cheap eucalyptus essence from
her unwaveringly flaming glassine Borosil
[a miniaturized lab-lantern, in lacklustre
& no aesthetics of an artisanal treasure]
in struggled still holds of a dancing flame
whipped by the dizzying whirlwind fans
in mindless arrogance of a noisy loom
despite its multidecked dustfull crusts
some 70’s music ooze in the background
in lazed tortoise breaths of not much
of a pulsating ruckus or gluing romance
her rimmed spectacle awkwardly peels off
its blackish matte corners to impoverished
metallic barren lands spotted here & there
doesn’t bother her anymore
the sterile spaces, her blankness
doesn’t bother h e r anymore
netted doors in clumsy stitches
let in generous- the amplifying
anomalous orchestrations-
of the shrill pitched crickets & the masculine froggy bass & of
the periodically clicking in auspicious gecko salutations
-their mash-up open theatrical
probably beholds her in faint reminiscence
of life’s warmth in long ago burial
(+ +) dreamy elevations: a refined mind
hypnogogic hallucinations
render nightmarish visions
in magnifying door creaks
of cochlear bursts, leads
to parched open terrace
gardens hanging at hellish
altitudes, wherein
umpteen albino snakes from darkly
creeped canopies scatter across in hisses
what lifts her to mid-heaven elevations, by an
intervention puzzling her still
lightness flights land smooth
over startling oceanic clarities
swirling swooshing her inner
the exemplarily spiralling in
nacreous mirroring career
orbital, its
epicentre glows of her soulful feminine deity
in a janmic musical trance of her brimming
ancient essence
(= =) specular singularities
vacuuming redundancies vanish
in her longed- this solitude stillness composure
after & amidst all her lived bled beautiful chaos
a newness nothingness in dimensionless eruptions
births a cosmic spectacle within the within of her
Written by summultima
(uma)
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white violin
they’ll notice me in white
and a veil of smile
they’ll applaud for my song
even though it's vile
only you would know
the cracks in my tone
intensity of my feelings
poured out to atone
but I’m not strong enough
to shed another tear
I let my violin weep
I hope you’ll hear
Written by dejure
(vick)
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The Masses Thought Them Gods
There was a time the Universe was whole,
With beauty indescribable, I’m told.
The knowledge of my ancestors was vast,
Before the matter of the dark amassed.
The creatures of the masses thought them gods,
How sailing in their masteds long and broad,
Would broach each newborn galaxy the need
To cast upon each lesser kind their seed.
The times of sorrow set upon these ports
Through many a millennia to sort,
Across the void that seems will never end
Yet nothing dies, and light will always bend.
The moment long in coming now remains,
I’m here to waive aside the curse and stain.
I slide my bow that weeps and won’t forget,
To heal, and rinse away all the regret.
Star-webbing mists, it shall not spurn your climb
For souls that sleep and missed the end of Time.
My clarion to clear the underground
The expirations of the lost and found.
Head for the strains of crystalline and glass,
I’ll play until departure time is past.
I call you, come to me my children, Hark!
Ascend Aurora’s spine and board the ark.
You’ll sail the oceans of celestial seas,
And be the generation no one sees.
And when it’s time, you’ll all turn into dust,
Become the brightest stars by solar gust.
Preview Image: Yuumei
Written by Jade-Pandora
(jade tiger)
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Bubble
She danced upon her giant bubble
Wearing sheerest negligé
All eyes upon her talents, double
While her charms were on display!
Translucent nightie of chiffon
Of single ply revealed her lot
But she kept playing, dancing on
While proudly shakin’ what she’s got!
Her thin-film interference stage
Refracting colored light off skin
Induced a hard, erotic rage
Between the young men's thighs, therein!
A randy boy too near her bubble
Ventured close, to glimpse her snatch
And popped her bubble! For his trouble,
Made, what was, his finest catch!
Written by ReggiePoet
(Reggie)
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Miss Violin
this beautiful woman i see in my head
closing my eyes as i lie in bed
radiating a chilling breeze
nearly seeming like she might freeze
creating wind for the lust
her short white dress rises with gusts
as i view her from my sandbox pulling images ashore
the lights and colors begin to allure
while water ripples beneath her feet
the sound of her violin flows through the air
swirling out hypnotic colors of purple, green and blue
creating the perfect hue
her world is cosmic
erotic and wonderfully chaotic
my days feel eternally mundane
each one struggling to remain sane
but the lady in my head
supplies music for my soul
filling what once was dead
an endless black hole
seeing her snow white hair
i become affixed to a stare
like fire in winter
so hot, yet so cold
she rosins her bow
and continues to play nice and slow
a perfect reflection she casts
as she stands to play
casting darkness away
back into the fray
all my visions portrayed
as i drift away
Written by b_a_d_n
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Sweet Spirit
Don’t think no one hears you,
Don’t think no one sees you,
I can feel your intonation every night,
Contemplating all along,
Listening to that song,
As you tread the air dressed in white.
Music angel,
How are you able
To play that tune that takes me to the moon
And back to the heart?
Do you know my fears?
Have you seen my tears?
Your melody treks across the stars creating
A chart amid the lark.
And so every night
I look for that light,
Waiting for the sound I found that helps me
Drown the pain,
Oh sweet spirit,
Please hear my lyric,
Your song relieves and heals the wounds from
Old broken chains.
Don’t think no one hears you,
Don’t think no one sees you,
I can feel your intonation every night,
Contemplating all along,
Listening to that song,
As you tread the air dressed in white.
Music angel,
How are you able
To play that tune that takes me to the moon
And back to the heart?
Do you know my fears?
Have you seen my tears?
Your melody treks across the stars creating
A chart amid the lark.
And so every night
I look for that light,
Waiting for the sound I found that helps me
Drown the pain,
Oh sweet spirit,
Please hear my lyric,
Your song relieves and heals the wounds from
Old broken chains.
Willie Widow
I watch from my window a Willie widow since you left
Oh the girl next door fulfils my masturbatory needs
Her fingers deft fill my cleft I savour returning her favour
Stroke her beautiful breast as I nibble her sweet salty clit
But her tongue’s no substitute for the shock of your cock
They let you out two days ago was prison so bad?
I’m waiting. Don’t you feel glad?
Why are you not home making me moan?
Handcuffs already clipped to the bed
Eager me to be misled
I want you to tie me, bind me,
Gag me, shag me make me your whore
Force feed me your rock of a cock
Let loose your juice in my every hole
And inject your semen deep into my soul
Where are you? Shooting pool like some damn fool?
To scared to renew what we shared?
I need you to abuse me, bruise me
Forcefully screw me
Make my anus scream for your man cream
Ravage my butt I’m your subservient slut
Make me crawl and beg for more
Spill your seed hurt me I plead
If I scream in pain please ignore
Take that as a request for more
But I stand melancholy at the window and wait
Come home I implore
Make my trembling ass sting sore
The ropes and paddles are waiting master
Hourly my heart beats faster
Why don’t you come to me?
Set my lust filled spirit free
Hold me enfold me
Slap me and scold me
I watch at the window, I await my fate
Written by blocat
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Serenade of the Spheres
You play my notes as through me floats
The waves of my wanton soul
My goal, your sacred yoni to immerse
In my universe
Where stars form pubic pools
And minstrels, who care,
Who dare
To reach for the beach
Of the sands of time reach
Your folds divine
Play my instrument sublime
Above the cooling earth shall our love,
Joy and mirth converge
Satiate my desire, stroke my lusty lyre
With the fires of your kiss
Light my heart
Until, the vibration,
Your interpretation fades
Then shall I weep
Into the abyss of eternal shade, of sleep
The waves of my wanton soul
My goal, your sacred yoni to immerse
In my universe
Where stars form pubic pools
And minstrels, who care,
Who dare
To reach for the beach
Of the sands of time reach
Your folds divine
Play my instrument sublime
Above the cooling earth shall our love,
Joy and mirth converge
Satiate my desire, stroke my lusty lyre
With the fires of your kiss
Light my heart
Until, the vibration,
Your interpretation fades
Then shall I weep
Into the abyss of eternal shade, of sleep
Written by blocat
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