Poetry competition CLOSED 6th March 2021 12:43pm
WINNER
slipalong
slipalong
RUNNERS-UP:
anna_grin
and The_Silly_Sibyl
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Poetry Contest Description
Unrequited Love
Imagery Poem. On unrequited Love. Is the beloved not aware of your feelings or consciously rejecting you.
Two poems per poet'
any reasonable length
no collabs
old writes allowed but never won awards
no extreme contents
no chatting on comp thread
Two poems per poet'
any reasonable length
no collabs
old writes allowed but never won awards
no extreme contents
no chatting on comp thread
Inhale...Exhale...
Breathing
The natural thing we do
Inhale
Exhale
It seems simple enough
We don’t even think about it
Instinctively it’s just done
It all goes wrong
When that wild beauty
Comes into view
Then all memory
Of how to breathe
Is totally gone
Who I am who I was
Slips away
Like the breath in my lungs
Need that composure
To start breathing again
It’s like my life stands still
Breathe
I need to breathe
Let me breathe
So I can gather enough
Air inside me
To say a word
The natural thing we do
Inhale
Exhale
It seems simple enough
We don’t even think about it
Instinctively it’s just done
It all goes wrong
When that wild beauty
Comes into view
Then all memory
Of how to breathe
Is totally gone
Who I am who I was
Slips away
Like the breath in my lungs
Need that composure
To start breathing again
It’s like my life stands still
Breathe
I need to breathe
Let me breathe
So I can gather enough
Air inside me
To say a word
Written by AspergerPoet56
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Unrequited Quiet
Your forgiveness is now what I pray,
For in telling You to take it slow
I may have led You on to pine away,
Hoping for the day I would know
What You’re heart tells You today.
But my heart tells me a different thing
And my dreams dream not of You.
No matter how long the bell rings
No knockout will follow-through.
I’m going now to focus on my craft
And learn more from the Trees;
In empathic solitude I’ll laugh
Communing with zen mysteries.
In closing,
I’d still love to be Your friend
And grow and build this bond
But if it’s too much to wend
And interact perhaps we should
Move along.
For in telling You to take it slow
I may have led You on to pine away,
Hoping for the day I would know
What You’re heart tells You today.
But my heart tells me a different thing
And my dreams dream not of You.
No matter how long the bell rings
No knockout will follow-through.
I’m going now to focus on my craft
And learn more from the Trees;
In empathic solitude I’ll laugh
Communing with zen mysteries.
In closing,
I’d still love to be Your friend
And grow and build this bond
But if it’s too much to wend
And interact perhaps we should
Move along.
Written by Tallen
(earth_empath)
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set you free (come back to me)
you must know your silence hurts
just as i know it’s what we need
i cannot reasonably expect you to wait
for all three of me to be in sync
and while i get my shit together
i will hope that i impress you for a change
you must know i was thinking of you
every time i fucked someone else
you must know not one can stand next to you
i was afraid of my own jealousy
and not afraid enough of yours
this may make you laugh: at times
it wasn’t me
i did wrong, as i do, as we do
i will not ask you to be sorry for me
when you asked me
in the kebab shop
if i would be angry
if you dated someone
else
you must have known my no was not simple
that it was the reason i walked out
and all night my eyes flooded quietly
yet in the morning i stayed a while
and when you claimed to have no memory
i knew it was to save my (ruined) pride
do you think you have cut me loose
i don’t think you can do it
i have tied myself too tightly
you must know that wherever i go
i will be writing to you
words you may never see
you must know that this is all for you.
i strive to make you know my worth
i undertake the feats of Hercules
to bring you orange juice and vodka
and i vow to be stronger next time
until you can safely choose me
just as i know it’s what we need
i cannot reasonably expect you to wait
for all three of me to be in sync
and while i get my shit together
i will hope that i impress you for a change
you must know i was thinking of you
every time i fucked someone else
you must know not one can stand next to you
i was afraid of my own jealousy
and not afraid enough of yours
this may make you laugh: at times
it wasn’t me
i did wrong, as i do, as we do
i will not ask you to be sorry for me
when you asked me
in the kebab shop
if i would be angry
if you dated someone
else
you must have known my no was not simple
that it was the reason i walked out
and all night my eyes flooded quietly
yet in the morning i stayed a while
and when you claimed to have no memory
i knew it was to save my (ruined) pride
do you think you have cut me loose
i don’t think you can do it
i have tied myself too tightly
you must know that wherever i go
i will be writing to you
words you may never see
you must know that this is all for you.
i strive to make you know my worth
i undertake the feats of Hercules
to bring you orange juice and vodka
and i vow to be stronger next time
until you can safely choose me
Written by anna_grin
(ANNAN)
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Unrequited
it’s a terrible thing
to wake up as a child
and feel the genetic burden
of love
when your parents
have cast off their own
to wake up as a child
and feel the genetic burden
of love
when your parents
have cast off their own
Written by The_Silly_Sibyl
(Jack Thomas)
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ii
there is no
people
there's only the
i
sometimes it is mistaken
for a collective
when
in company
perhaps
the Roman numeral
representing the two
the only perfect rendering
both literally
and figuratively
there is no
people
there's planets though
the heavenly bodies
orbits
sadly
have locked them in
satellites
can only dream
and run around
day and night
there is no people
.
people
there's only the
i
sometimes it is mistaken
for a collective
when
in company
perhaps
the Roman numeral
representing the two
the only perfect rendering
both literally
and figuratively
there is no
people
there's planets though
the heavenly bodies
orbits
sadly
have locked them in
satellites
can only dream
and run around
day and night
there is no people
.
Written by cold_fusion
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hand of glass
From the pitch of dark,
these corners glow in earnest
'Tis this one purest object of desired
one and of thine own feathered touch
with hand of glass,
and fairest of all the fragile broken pieces;
listen to thy sweetest sounds
quietly—
Dare to listen
as our,
or maybe my,
favorite'd did travel
atop each blinding jagged streak,
higher with each plea
of hushed benevolence
in all it's darkness curving
To lay claim and pine...
O' to beg for such it is
I will
time,
and time,
and time again
with my smug like clever
or the yawn of battered hearted ease
Still, I listen for such a telltale find
my all and everything
and yet ...
from the pitch dark
these corners still glow in earnest
Written by Bluevelvete
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a man in love
he waits for her
his princess
the woman of
his wildest dreams
yes, his kind
of woman
in due time
she will saunter by
he longs to
catch her eye
for in her eyes
he sees something
of beauty
something that
makes his heart
pound in his chest
oh how he yearns
to touch her
he wants to gaze
at her long legs
and hear her high heels
clicking on the pavement
knowing he is a commoner
among men he holds back
thinking she will
break his heart
if she passes by
without a word
then she comes round
the corner of the
station looking like
a goddess to him
the woman he has
dreamed of holding
in his arms
the one he longs for
late at night
his eyes wide awake
he has never
seen her looking
so absolutely stunning
he had the words
he would say
to her rehearsed
when he saw her today
yet now all
he could do was
stand and stare
at her dumb-struck
his soul on fire
as he watched
her wink at him
and climb aboard
the bus that
goes down town
his princess
the woman of
his wildest dreams
yes, his kind
of woman
in due time
she will saunter by
he longs to
catch her eye
for in her eyes
he sees something
of beauty
something that
makes his heart
pound in his chest
oh how he yearns
to touch her
he wants to gaze
at her long legs
and hear her high heels
clicking on the pavement
knowing he is a commoner
among men he holds back
thinking she will
break his heart
if she passes by
without a word
then she comes round
the corner of the
station looking like
a goddess to him
the woman he has
dreamed of holding
in his arms
the one he longs for
late at night
his eyes wide awake
he has never
seen her looking
so absolutely stunning
he had the words
he would say
to her rehearsed
when he saw her today
yet now all
he could do was
stand and stare
at her dumb-struck
his soul on fire
as he watched
her wink at him
and climb aboard
the bus that
goes down town
Written by faithmairee
(Faith Elizabeth Brigham)
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crazy love
this feels awful
i'm not sure loving you
is worth the pain
you can either make
or break my day
by your attention
or lack of it
you are quickly
becoming something
close to an obsession
i like everything there
is about you
your eyes say it all
you move about zombie-like
my enchanted master
deep down i know
you lack the courage to
tell it like it is
so instead you stare
sometimes winking
at your love slave
willing to risk nothing
you can keep your
hungry eyes and empty arms
your well-kept secrets
i'll keep my fantasies
and shattered dreams
then crawl back into my shell
and silently mourn for
the love which is just
out of my reach
i'm not sure loving you
is worth the pain
you can either make
or break my day
by your attention
or lack of it
you are quickly
becoming something
close to an obsession
i like everything there
is about you
your eyes say it all
you move about zombie-like
my enchanted master
deep down i know
you lack the courage to
tell it like it is
so instead you stare
sometimes winking
at your love slave
willing to risk nothing
you can keep your
hungry eyes and empty arms
your well-kept secrets
i'll keep my fantasies
and shattered dreams
then crawl back into my shell
and silently mourn for
the love which is just
out of my reach
Written by faithmairee
(Faith Elizabeth Brigham)
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