Poetry competition CLOSED 27th September 2020 1:06pm
WINNER
nomoth
nomoth
RUNNER-UP:
wallyroo92
THE 'DARK' MINIMALIST !
Poetry Contest Description
Minimalist Poem on The Darkness Abound... With Within.. That Needs a Lighted Liberation.. Vent It Out All Your Way..in Juz 40 WORDS!
The Dark & The Darkness... has a plethora of metaphorical & literal interpretations.. the obscure....the enigmatically mysterious.. the gloomy doomsdays... weighing down pain & depression... vague.. cryptic.. ignorance... ambiguous... equivocal... or the sacred spiritual or astrophysical cosmic dark continuum.. a holy chaos that holds the composure ... or the core motherly black hole.. that in turn holds highlights the lighted hope of sunny starry stardusts that we are...
WHATEVER YOUR TAKE IS .. WHATEVER YOU EMPHASIZE DARKNESS AS.. EXPRESS IT THE MINIMALIST WAY!
Some Simple Rules:
*Exactly in 40 WORDS. Nothing More, Nothing Less.
(Excluding Title Though.. & Title should not be a Marathonic One)
* Any Format. Free Verse Preferable.
* No Extreme/ Erotic Content Allowed (Avoid Disturbing Goriness/Violence/ Erotic)
* Max. 2 Entries per Persona
Winning Criteria:
*Intensity of Emotionalities
*Extent of Metaphorical Spin
*The Magical Poetic X-Factor
The Comp. is hosted by me & co-hosted by Rob, so will be judged by us both.. . We will sure add on our Non-Entries:)
Any clarifications on comp, you can DM me/ Rob. No chats or discussions in the thread plz.
Letz See how 'The Minimalist' in You .. Captures~ Shatters the Darkness in the Versings.. Simplistically Quintessentially Minimally .. in an Expressionism.. of the Hoped... Hope, Light, Love, Peace! Cheerz DUzz:) xx
*pic: web
Depression Exposed
I cry, I feel, I hurt, I heal.
I still bleed when I’m cut.
Then why am I like a puppet,
strings cut, crumpled
on the pavement where
people pass me by as if I’m
trash to be picked up.
I still bleed when I’m cut.
Then why am I like a puppet,
strings cut, crumpled
on the pavement where
people pass me by as if I’m
trash to be picked up.
Written by anvinvil
(Anvillan)
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Fab Entries of Venting Out Darkness in all Minimalism dear Adored Respected my DU poets ev . Keep them coming on xx
BB ( @_boybrains).. I love your poetry ever you know my fantabb minimalist poet.. So Love your entries here, much thanks for entering dear.. it does make sense to post as much minimal words as possible being a minimalist comp... but the rules already decided makes it exact 40 words.. I would love you to modify the entries such _bb.. expecting your revised posts dear poet. Light & Love ev xx:)
BB ( @_boybrains).. I love your poetry ever you know my fantabb minimalist poet.. So Love your entries here, much thanks for entering dear.. it does make sense to post as much minimal words as possible being a minimalist comp... but the rules already decided makes it exact 40 words.. I would love you to modify the entries such _bb.. expecting your revised posts dear poet. Light & Love ev xx:)
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Premonition
She said she had a dream -
She was the queen of the parade
With a full view of everyone…
Her funeral procession
Was attended by everyone
Her final resting place - on top of a hill
Overlooks the town
Written by wallyroo92
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Between the Deep and Me
death on the shore
under the full Hunter’s moon,
my fight, a trophy
in your chest pocket
as you leave me for high tide;
there’s nothing now
between the deep and me,
save a few stars standing
in my way
under the full Hunter’s moon,
my fight, a trophy
in your chest pocket
as you leave me for high tide;
there’s nothing now
between the deep and me,
save a few stars standing
in my way
Written by LunaGreyhawk
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Non- Entries:)
~(y)our ambre love above all & nil..
1.
~the accompanist
your
husky monotones’
a shadowy dark
semblance, a fallen
dusk’s uninvited
accompanist...
-overrides
those blinding synthetic
ultraviolet spectacle
-elongates
in a menacing acuity
yet intertwining
with its objective origin’s
free endless hands...
the extreme
‘8” connectivity
-our
cyclical looping
infinity
2.
~liberation
the koel…
no more
sings in its aching
melancholic grace...
..given to arduous
lovelorn rattles
pitch~ black leachates
of its darkening hues…
corrode inner in a
choking necrosis
famishing eyes
of one devotion…
in no tears, anymore
a fasting desiccation
~(y)our ambre love above all & nil..
1.
~the accompanist
your
husky monotones’
a shadowy dark
semblance, a fallen
dusk’s uninvited
accompanist...
-overrides
those blinding synthetic
ultraviolet spectacle
-elongates
in a menacing acuity
yet intertwining
with its objective origin’s
free endless hands...
the extreme
‘8” connectivity
-our
cyclical looping
infinity
2.
~liberation
the koel…
no more
sings in its aching
melancholic grace...
..given to arduous
lovelorn rattles
pitch~ black leachates
of its darkening hues…
corrode inner in a
choking necrosis
famishing eyes
of one devotion…
in no tears, anymore
a fasting desiccation
