Poetry competition CLOSED 10th June 2019 6:35am
WINNER
Naajir
Naajir
Poem of the Month - June 2019
Poetry Contest Description
Wait. What?
... that's how you shoud have reacted (Wait. What? People can do that with words.)
It's time for our "Poem of the Month" to be featured in the DUP 'Poem of the Month Hall of Fame' and on the official facebook page for June 2019!.
You have three weeks to nominate no more than two of you favorite poems from another DUP poet!
Please note the following when making nominations:
1. Self nominations are not accepted. The great majority of the competitions here are about spotlighting one's own work on a particular topic or theme. This is a chance to nominate that poem that you wish you had written but some other great talent here beat you to it.
2. Please limit your nominations to TWO poems. You can nominate a single poem for two different poets; but the nomination maximum remains at TWO (no matter how many pseudonyms they have). The majority of competitions on DUP cap nominations at one or two poems so there's no need to go beyond that.
No DUPLICATES. If someone nominates the same poem the entry will be deleted. If you like it that much wait and vote for it!
Any genre except erotica or pornography. This is a Facebook feature and we must adhere to their guidelines.
BIG CHANGE:
ALL POETS ARE ELGIBLE AT THIS TIME, INCLUDING PREVIOUS WINNERS!
Any member who is banned or disables their account PRIOR to the win will be automatically disqualified.
Any nominated member who wishes to opt out of the competition may do so by messaging me ( Poem-Worm ). I will contact the person who nominated you and request an alternate nomination.
Nomination Duration is three weeks followed by a week of site voting!
Running list of winners:
January 2019 ... DANIELCHRISTENEN
February 2019 ... SOPHIE_ERICSON
March 2019 ... AUDIOHARLEEA
April 2019 ... FROM THE ASH
November 2017 ... NAAJIR
December 2017 ... POETSPEAK
January 2018 ... LADY_OF_THE_QUILL
February 2018 ... LEPPEROCHAN Craic in a Box
March 2018 ... TINABUBUYA (Tee Mali)
April 2018 ... CROWFLY
May 2018 ... ATOMIKBOMB
June 2018 ... MISS_SUB (Missy)
July 2018 ... MEADOWSWEET
August 2018 ... LAYLA
September 2018 ... COLD FUSION
October 2018 ... TODSKI28
November 2018 ... TheMUSE22
December 2018 ... BENDER
... So, what have you read that's incredible!?
It's time for our "Poem of the Month" to be featured in the DUP 'Poem of the Month Hall of Fame' and on the official facebook page for June 2019!.
You have three weeks to nominate no more than two of you favorite poems from another DUP poet!
Please note the following when making nominations:
1. Self nominations are not accepted. The great majority of the competitions here are about spotlighting one's own work on a particular topic or theme. This is a chance to nominate that poem that you wish you had written but some other great talent here beat you to it.
2. Please limit your nominations to TWO poems. You can nominate a single poem for two different poets; but the nomination maximum remains at TWO (no matter how many pseudonyms they have). The majority of competitions on DUP cap nominations at one or two poems so there's no need to go beyond that.
No DUPLICATES. If someone nominates the same poem the entry will be deleted. If you like it that much wait and vote for it!
Any genre except erotica or pornography. This is a Facebook feature and we must adhere to their guidelines.
BIG CHANGE:
ALL POETS ARE ELGIBLE AT THIS TIME, INCLUDING PREVIOUS WINNERS!
Any member who is banned or disables their account PRIOR to the win will be automatically disqualified.
Any nominated member who wishes to opt out of the competition may do so by messaging me ( Poem-Worm ). I will contact the person who nominated you and request an alternate nomination.
Nomination Duration is three weeks followed by a week of site voting!
Running list of winners:
January 2019 ... DANIELCHRISTENEN
February 2019 ... SOPHIE_ERICSON
March 2019 ... AUDIOHARLEEA
April 2019 ... FROM THE ASH
November 2017 ... NAAJIR
December 2017 ... POETSPEAK
January 2018 ... LADY_OF_THE_QUILL
February 2018 ... LEPPEROCHAN Craic in a Box
March 2018 ... TINABUBUYA (Tee Mali)
April 2018 ... CROWFLY
May 2018 ... ATOMIKBOMB
June 2018 ... MISS_SUB (Missy)
July 2018 ... MEADOWSWEET
August 2018 ... LAYLA
September 2018 ... COLD FUSION
October 2018 ... TODSKI28
November 2018 ... TheMUSE22
December 2018 ... BENDER
... So, what have you read that's incredible!?
Anonymous
You Were my Lover
We did that
It was messy but that's where the lust lay
When the guilt bit hard
You wanted to be friends
We all know that's bullshit
Crash and burn lullaby
Nobody survives that unscathed
Then finally we became nothing
I don't hate you
I don't feel nothing
I don't even want to grudge fuck ya
Remember the old days
Bending you over my work desk
On overtime no less
Getting paid for our sins
That was something
We are a zero sum babe
I don't know if you cheated on me
We were already cheating on someone else
How does that cut
Chop meat that's how
Lovers don't eat rib eye steaks
They drink and grunt and get their freak on
You go home to Joe
Maybe you'll pass me in the gutter
Littered in shame but not sorry
It was messy but that's where the lust lay
When the guilt bit hard
You wanted to be friends
We all know that's bullshit
Crash and burn lullaby
Nobody survives that unscathed
Then finally we became nothing
I don't hate you
I don't feel nothing
I don't even want to grudge fuck ya
Remember the old days
Bending you over my work desk
On overtime no less
Getting paid for our sins
That was something
We are a zero sum babe
I don't know if you cheated on me
We were already cheating on someone else
How does that cut
Chop meat that's how
Lovers don't eat rib eye steaks
They drink and grunt and get their freak on
You go home to Joe
Maybe you'll pass me in the gutter
Littered in shame but not sorry
Written by PoetSpeak
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Anonymous
The Absence Of.....
somewhere between
the poetic and the pornographic
we search as sexual beings
for real connectivity to
help satisfy and justify the human condition
something meaningful
within the dialogue of the species
something tangible...tethered to a deeper sentiment
if not a true love
then a sense of kindredness
something filled with warmth and familiarity
existing beyond bedroom politics
from pillow talk to table talk
from performing salacious acts in the dark
to slow walks in the park
so needy are we in unspoken ways
we constantly betray ourselves
claiming independence
as the greatest lie ever told..sold wholesale
in twenty minutes or less
back seated after club hours
or in nights of ecstasy laced with ecstasy
or whatever party favors
that suits the flavor of the evening
doing too much
yet it never seems to be enough
cuz we're just chasing nuts and nothin else
indulging exotic fetishes
experimenting with experiences
never-minding the who
it's about ability and availability
objectifying body parts
while forever remaining famished
we empty ourselves in more ways than one
in this fingertip society
where desires are just an app away delivered Uber style
in a hop on hop off hook up culture
we end up as recycled tourists
in the pleasure museum
while the purist inside us languishes
in a sad state of anonymity
yearning for room to breathe
Written by Naajir
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The Fan
A strange fan letter was in my mailbox today
It was from Iraq but I opened it anyway
before I read I was curious and wondered
who still sends letters nowadays I pondered
the handwriting was tidy and neat
the punctuation was properly complete
it read:
I am your most avid fan
I always read you when I can
I very much like your digital art
and poems about people who fart
your dark poems are very dark
I like the one where the dogs just bark
I am always impressed with your angry rants
and artwork and poems about elephants
you work on creatures all great and small
but you barely mention the camel at all
are you camelist, or anti-camel
are you phobic about spitting tooth enamel
Have you consigned camels to the garbage dump
I am so full of rage, indeed, I’ve got the hump
and this could even come to blows
as you only reference is to camel toes
camels are not well represented
nor in a glowing light presented
I implore you to fix this mistake
this badly written poetic piss take
camels are clever, camels are cute
they are witty and wise and always astute
they can temptingly flutter their eyelashes
and carry heavy weights in camel race dashes
they are hard working and so versatile
there’s nothing lovelier when camels smile
I certainly have no axe to grind
but you’re driving me out of my mind
so in future in this age of mammals
please make sure you are kind to camels
Signed:
Your Faithfull Servant
Ali Ba-ba The Camel
P.s. I don’t send emails or texts as I don’t have opposable thumbs and my hooves are cloven. I am only able to smeeshe keyboards but can fit a pen between my camel toes.
Written by David_Macleod
(14397816)
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The Beauty in Her Strength
Her body was a ruin
time's havoc in plain sight
Her heart a vault
victim to ages of pillaging
Her mind a hospital
tending to injured thoughts
But her soul remained fresh
braving the world with a lover's patience
time's havoc in plain sight
Her heart a vault
victim to ages of pillaging
Her mind a hospital
tending to injured thoughts
But her soul remained fresh
braving the world with a lover's patience
Written by delanee
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Innocence
It hurts you again and again
making you wonder where it began.
At times its loud,
at times its proud,
at times its broken
but those times are unspoken.
Its innocent,
but not for long.
It grows up
and learns the wrong.
In the end,
there is no friend...
just the pain
that drives you insane.
making you wonder where it began.
At times its loud,
at times its proud,
at times its broken
but those times are unspoken.
Its innocent,
but not for long.
It grows up
and learns the wrong.
In the end,
there is no friend...
just the pain
that drives you insane.
Written by Bluefall44
(Kera Daniels)
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In Every Step the Universe is Born – Sonnet Twenty-Eight
In every step the universe is born,
Yet every next brings everything’s destroy.
The grief of every fleeting moment worn
Is like a dream that every grief employs.
The mind contains the all of every’ shown,
Through every place and every time to NOW
And every sense that we have ever known,
Has only in our minds found its endow.
As Buddha found, in sufferings’ dismay,
That only “self” claims sufferings’ enthrall,
So “self” disowned brings sufferings’ allay,
So “no self” is a path that frees us all.
“No self, no suffering:” the dharma seems
To bring “know self, know suffering’s” redeem.
Yet every next brings everything’s destroy.
The grief of every fleeting moment worn
Is like a dream that every grief employs.
The mind contains the all of every’ shown,
Through every place and every time to NOW
And every sense that we have ever known,
Has only in our minds found its endow.
As Buddha found, in sufferings’ dismay,
That only “self” claims sufferings’ enthrall,
So “self” disowned brings sufferings’ allay,
So “no self” is a path that frees us all.
“No self, no suffering:” the dharma seems
To bring “know self, know suffering’s” redeem.
Written by Hepcat61
(geoff cat)
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Eden
Rich be the soil in Lust's sacred garden From his sweet Eden's lips -
in salutation and complacency of
his idolatry and worship:
gracious chimes her
praise of glory otherworldly
Annexed and twined in their
banquet of of sweet loves rapture;
salacity surrendered in meadows
of carnality - as one: they weld
Derivative of their abounding pleasure:
amongst their artistry of
sins - to fruition comes a lush crescendo
of bountiful blessings
Rich then becomes their harvest in
Lust's sacred garden
Written by PandoraUnleashed
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Beneath Luna and the Stars
Collide with me as if a cluster of the most luminescent of stars
Like the moon eclipses the sun; conceal my body beneath yours as I also hide of your being within
Bathe with me in the the solace and tranquility beneath that nighttime sky; to make of it __ ours
Oh, dear Luna; the light in which our inquisitive journey is lit
Our aura to be seen as we lay on God's green earth below;
twinkling and omniscient to her sky above Conspire with me to create galaxies out of sweet loves ecstasy and primal, the same So much so, as we align; pleasures sound forth to Heaven above....
That place from which the sun, moon and stars themselves hang
Written by PandoraUnleashed
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Anonymous
You Make Me Feel
Wanton winds whisper on satin sheets
and I think of you badly
I yearn for you crazily
passionately in wanting
obsessively in needing
lustfully I dream of you
with your delicate fingertips all over
my chapters
in search of a dying
faith's happy endings
Every night I wait for you to come to me
So I can let you taste the truth of me
an emotion deep inside your heart
lingering softly,
whispering secretly
your pretty name
Alone, you are in my thoughts
your spirit's in my every breath
you have crawled into my heart
and rocked me ever patiently off to sleep
Oh how I crave your scent on my pillow,
Oh to feel the warmth of your soul on my skin.
savor a kiss from your moist lips,
have your hair cascade upon my chest.
Heaven is speaking loudly my angel
but the only thing I know baby
you're the one that makes me feel
and I think of you badly
I yearn for you crazily
passionately in wanting
obsessively in needing
lustfully I dream of you
with your delicate fingertips all over
my chapters
in search of a dying
faith's happy endings
Every night I wait for you to come to me
So I can let you taste the truth of me
an emotion deep inside your heart
lingering softly,
whispering secretly
your pretty name
Alone, you are in my thoughts
your spirit's in my every breath
you have crawled into my heart
and rocked me ever patiently off to sleep
Oh how I crave your scent on my pillow,
Oh to feel the warmth of your soul on my skin.
savor a kiss from your moist lips,
have your hair cascade upon my chest.
Heaven is speaking loudly my angel
but the only thing I know baby
you're the one that makes me feel
Written by JusTim_
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Let Poetry Define Its Own Inspire – Sonnet Six
Let poetry define its own inspire
With words that convolute their standard mean.
For poets must in simple words conspire
To bring to life a world that’s never seen.
For how can love be like a red, red rose,
For how can life in coffee spoons be weighed,
For how can petals' silk or sea shells pose,
For guise of wanton gift of love’s purvey?
For certainly this challenge has me fraught,
For certainly my lusting I would share,
In verse that seems of other meaning sought,
That seems to catch the reader unaware.
So please, dear reader, seek between my lines,
My seek of deeper shares in love's confines.
With words that convolute their standard mean.
For poets must in simple words conspire
To bring to life a world that’s never seen.
For how can love be like a red, red rose,
For how can life in coffee spoons be weighed,
For how can petals' silk or sea shells pose,
For guise of wanton gift of love’s purvey?
For certainly this challenge has me fraught,
For certainly my lusting I would share,
In verse that seems of other meaning sought,
That seems to catch the reader unaware.
So please, dear reader, seek between my lines,
My seek of deeper shares in love's confines.
Written by Hepcat61
(geoff cat)
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Anonymous
The Shining { A Message to My Daughter }
listen to the man in front of you
not your girlfriends
or the ghosts of boyfriends past
or the voice in your head
feeding you ideologies of what a man should be
listen to the man in front of you
...
take a step back from the fire
for a moment
see him for who he is
not for what you want him to be
or what you think his potential could be
...
listen..
then watch how he moves
that is the comparison you should be making
peep the energy he keeps around him
the kind of things he entertains
his ...extravagances
check for self discipline and character
his level of accountability
what kind of life is he building?
is it a vision or a delusion?
do not confuse his education with intellect
or his strength with resolve
same goes for you
..
take time for some honest self analysis
examine your pros and cons
your needs and your wants
where your life is headed and is he a compatible fit
review your behavior
and his response to your behavior
then and ask yourself
what was it that drew you to this man
and what is it that keeps you drawn to this man
...
is it a relationship
you are cultivating with him?
are you trying to relate to him?
or is it strictly about how he makes you feel?
in what context do you want him?
...
once again
back away from the fire
..
separate how you feel about him
and what doesn't feel right
and what you know for sure
...
remember
love doesn't give a fuck about logic
use your intellect and intuition
to help guide your heart
cuz with or without this man in front of you
your soul is always going to be
your own responsibility
do you have a fundamental
love for yourself?
...
if you're the grown woman
you claim to be
then take responsibility for your life
cuz beyond all the advice
beyond all the emotional support
you're going to have to carry the weight
of your decisions all by yourself
...
once again
do you have a fundamental
love for yourself?
...
just know this
when you get off the phone
when you turn off the laptop
turn off the lights and close your eyes
your truth always will be there waiting for you
shining in the darkness
...
Written by Naajir
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