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Jestalessa
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poet Anonymous

Poetry Contest

write a streamofconciousness poem for a mutual on du
hello you glorious beans


i would like you to write a streamofconciousness poem for a mutual on du, it could be somebody you're inspired by, maybe a mentor or somebody you relate to whether it's through their poetry or on a personal level

rulez
-streamofconciousness themed
-leave name of member in authors note
(be kind it could make their day)
-no erotica or pump'n'dump
-one entry per human
-don't be a dick
-have fun
- don't make it a novel, ain't nobody got time for that shit, be sensible


MamiB
Bee_
Lost Thinker
United States
Joined 1st Aug 2022
Forum Posts: 2

Mr. Pleasures

Will you remember me, when your inspiration no longer requires me. Lost memories, I wonder how so many years can pass as you watched me evolve and still continue to love me. It’s as if you took vows for me, only you were the only one standing at the alter while I was out defaming every part of me. I moved on, and pushed you away as best I could. Yet whenever I started writing, those distant memories always came floating back to me. Too many have spoken to just run away from me, run away from the grasps of this sexy, playful, kitty. Yet here you are, still within my reach. Could it be, you’re the only one who truly understands me? Or could it be, you chose to only see that young, naive side of me. It’s been six years baby. And yes I still wonder if I missed out seeing just how well the king of pleasures could really pleasure me… but that’s a different story. You do inspire me. Thank you for yet another piece.
Written by MamiB (Bee_)
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eswaller
Dangerous Mind
United States 31awards
Joined 22nd Dec 2015
Forum Posts: 764

Soft like Velvet

Just like flower petals you open up.  
When life is feeling empty and
Extremely heavy you are the cup  
That always remains full. You hand  
 
Me parts of your soul and spirit  
When mine is giving up. Your words  
Bring hope. They are my one ticket  
To the light in the darkness. Like birds  
 
You fly me to a safer place. So my  
Darling, I hope you never stop letting  
The words float across the page die  
Away. You are the soft and safe netting,  
 
Protecting everyone. You are the ying  
To my yang and the sweet to my sour.  
You are like my miracle in the spring.  
So I am thankful for you in every hour.
Written by eswaller
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LostViking
Lost Viking
Fire of Insight
United States 8awards
Joined 2nd Apr 2020
Forum Posts: 42

Her Words Smile

Her words smile through the page.  
Is it poetry or thoughts whose  
loveliness comes from their honesty?  
Is she beautiful?  
I think so.  
To know her words
is to see her beauty.  
Can I be smitten by words?
It has happened before.  
 
Where are we going  
on this dark night drive
in the desert? Please Faith,  
write another word to give me light?
Written by LostViking (Lost Viking)
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javalini
Fire of Insight
United States 17awards
Joined 4th Apr 2019
Forum Posts: 214

poet Anonymous

thank you mamib, allyfaye, em-ily, eswaller and lost viking for your entries 😊


faithmairee
Faith Elizabeth Brigham
Tyrant of Words
United States 12awards
Joined 29th Aug 2012
Forum Posts: 212

This is so beautiful and I thank you!

poet Anonymous

bump

easoll
Strange Creature
Joined 19th Aug 2022
Forum Posts: 7

Good

slipalong
Dangerous Mind
United Kingdom 43awards
Joined 1st Jan 2018
Forum Posts: 859

Hands behind the potters wheel

 Firm but gentle touch  
to see and have, what she possessed  
glean a little of her gleam  
bells that rang in a distant spire  
a union of like minds so blessed  
  
Move consciousness unto a higher plane  
reassure; tomorrow is your day    
grammar, "is that why you are misunderstood"  
walk with you through storms    
say "the rain it always stops, grey clouds clear away"  
   
Muse that has a mellow chime, that rings  
cajole you, when the time is right  
I still treasure mine  
still through loosed ties  
 nurture, with her diamond glints  
   
Without it, my poetry would stink  
stitching up each salvage edge  
tipping one the nod, praise, the knowing wink  
   
Firm hands upon unmoulded clay like dough  
for her critique was polish to the glaze  
fired through the angst that stifled so  
sipping from the chalice, I am the pot she made  
   
   
 
Written by slipalong
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Wafflenose
Ellie
Dangerous Mind
United Kingdom 21awards
Joined 1st Aug 2021
Forum Posts: 1214

Polymath

There's no use pretending otherwise,    
so I'll give it to you straight:  
I'm a very nosy parker.
I consider us to have a tentative friendship
and I've filled in details I didn't already know about you    
with a quick Google, months ago.    
Today, I watched your TED talk.    
So now you know!    
   
I learned a lot, while simuntaneously    
not having a clue what you were talking about.    
Your work explores the interface    
between art and science,    
robotics, space and architecture    
which is bewildering to me,    
a mere music teacher.    
My domains are woodwind and (increasingly) languages    
but you navigate my world as well;    
a mentor for my beginner poetry,  
who unwittingly prevents me from    
uploading just any old drivel.    
You inspire me to sit up straight,    
to think more clearly    
and to write more deliberately.    
Somehow, I improve    
if I know that you are watching    
(or even think you might be).    
   
A polymath, a polyglot    
with very wide gifting,    
you have much in common    
with my other friends.    
Inexplicably, I've surrounded myself    
with fascinating people;    
mainly super-brains.    
This could make me feel inadequate    
but I choose to learn and grow.    
   
You also know    
that both you and I    
have extra reasons    
to persevere, to graft,    
to never stop trying    
and to lean on others.    
I don't think you knew    
that I know,    
but now you do.  
What can I say?    
   
I'm a very nosy parker.    
I have good intentions.    
I hope you don't mind  
(and that this makes it up to you).
Written by Wafflenose (Ellie)
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Wafflenose
Ellie
Dangerous Mind
United Kingdom 21awards
Joined 1st Aug 2021
Forum Posts: 1214

Now I'm going to have to run awaaaay!  It's been nice knowing you all.

*legs it*

Jestalessa
Dangerous Mind
Scotland 35awards
Joined 27th July 2010
Forum Posts: 2329

it doesn't just come

    
you’re a force, you    
grown    
with a power    
lassoed pulled    
to earth    
sweat sting    
fingers    
dug through dirt    
toes buried silt    
on the bottom of a river    
will    
anchored 4 feet down round    
the roots of an oak    
resting in the ribs    
of your rolling hills    
you    
 
breathe with the grass    
blowing over in waves    
burn runes into the rocks    
with your eyes, you    
sing in guttural moans    
whisper in no secrets    
scream  
i.    
am.    
here.    
now.    
in your own voice    
your own stance, you    
hold it down with your goddamn boots    
fuck oppression    
in all its forms    
 
but bend    
the way      
the grass  
blows  
 
&you    
are contagious    
 
Written by Jestalessa
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