Poetry competition CLOSED 15th August 2024 11:41pm
WINNER
Betty
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Anonymous
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A quaint and curious lore
A midnight dreary
Weak and weary
A quaint and curious lore
Nearly napping
There came a tapping
Rapping at my door
The silken rustling of purple curtain
terrors felt before
Still the beating heart, I stood
Some visitor at my door
Into darkness peering
I stood there fearing
Dreams no mortal dream before
Silence unbroken Stillness no token
The whispered word, “Lenore?”
The chamber turning, within me burning
A tapping louder than before
“surely,” said I
My heart be still
“Tis the wind and nothing more.”
* harvested from “The Raven” by Edgar Allan Poe for the blackout poetry competition
Weak and weary
A quaint and curious lore
Nearly napping
There came a tapping
Rapping at my door
The silken rustling of purple curtain
terrors felt before
Still the beating heart, I stood
Some visitor at my door
Into darkness peering
I stood there fearing
Dreams no mortal dream before
Silence unbroken Stillness no token
The whispered word, “Lenore?”
The chamber turning, within me burning
A tapping louder than before
“surely,” said I
My heart be still
“Tis the wind and nothing more.”
* harvested from “The Raven” by Edgar Allan Poe for the blackout poetry competition
Written by Everavalon
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Anonymous
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Found words in (her) pleasure - blackout poem
There’s just something
perfect.
beautiful.
life-giving.
about.
you
I’m willing
to do it right.
your lips
kiss me
tongue
Artful
Purposeful
I
a m
vulnerable
your soft
lips
an aphrodisiac.
I can’t get enough.
your
mouth
caressing
My
skin.
I’m
committed
baby
I need you.
my lover
Don’t hold back
I will not
You’re so close
to
m e
I
can’t hold back anymore.
I
love
You
we
relax
I peer lovingly
At
you
Enjoying
you.
I
smile
Surprised at what I’m doing.
you open yourself
Inviting me
Deep inside
my love
How can I resist
Written by Betty
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98 words
Blackout poem using ‘Her Pleasure’ by MidnightEagle as the base and erased from there.
Link in poem
Used with permission
Anonymous
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random musings...echo
beyond clouds
experience
Heaven's
vibrations
Remember
sojourning spirits
Fingerprinting
infinite variations
Plucking string theories
Make
chances
change..
through spells..
Truth hammers the continuum
language awaits..
Hidden
think.. flow
translate into scripture
distant ..
movement
of the dead
upon the soul
Rendering
universe
purgatorial
Pray
Chant
Channel higher perception
Create your own
DNA..
Do
Not
Acquiesce
To a lesser god
Playing recklessly with
Love the missing element
Among alchemists
Watch karma copulate
Spilling consequences in
aftermaths
Death is
Playing a practical joke
always
Somewhere out there
might be
your existence
Did you learn yet?
Original poem Random Musings with permission by Naajir using Black Out format
experience
Heaven's
vibrations
Remember
sojourning spirits
Fingerprinting
infinite variations
Plucking string theories
Make
chances
change..
through spells..
Truth hammers the continuum
language awaits..
Hidden
think.. flow
translate into scripture
distant ..
movement
of the dead
upon the soul
Rendering
universe
purgatorial
Pray
Chant
Channel higher perception
Create your own
DNA..
Do
Not
Acquiesce
To a lesser god
Playing recklessly with
Love the missing element
Among alchemists
Watch karma copulate
Spilling consequences in
aftermaths
Death is
Playing a practical joke
always
Somewhere out there
might be
your existence
Did you learn yet?
Original poem Random Musings with permission by Naajir using Black Out format
Written by WillowsWhimsies
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Words
Drowning
Pain
Vermin
Stench of mistakes
Illusions and delusions
Fear and self-loathing
Just muttering and worrying
I don’t die
Regretting everything
This is for black out poem competition. Original poem by Dreamboy the title The Rat King with his permission.
Pain
Vermin
Stench of mistakes
Illusions and delusions
Fear and self-loathing
Just muttering and worrying
I don’t die
Regretting everything
This is for black out poem competition. Original poem by Dreamboy the title The Rat King with his permission.
Written by fianaturie8
(Fia Naturie)
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That's My Day
Get up in the morning
The alarm goes off
Eyes open
To catch up to my mind
City has gone wild
Armed with light
There are times
I trudge right through
Perfect target
Snatch, cut, or shoot
Walk from the train
Back through the door
That's my day
The alarm goes off
Eyes open
To catch up to my mind
City has gone wild
Armed with light
There are times
I trudge right through
Perfect target
Snatch, cut, or shoot
Walk from the train
Back through the door
That's my day
Written by DamianDeadLove
(Damian DeadLove)
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Taken from fianature8's poem "My Morning"
The winner of this competition and any runners up were decided by public vote.
Thank you to the following members for voting:
SonderNinja, Phantom2426, Everavalon, Marks, Grace, DamianDeadLove, JiltedJohnny, Northern_Soul, ReggiePoet, lepperochan, Kinkpoet, Noble_Incubus, Rew, eroseternal, Tallen, Betty, dimpy, Her, Ms_LaCarte
Thank you to the following members for voting:
SonderNinja, Phantom2426, Everavalon, Marks, Grace, DamianDeadLove, JiltedJohnny, Northern_Soul, ReggiePoet, lepperochan, Kinkpoet, Noble_Incubus, Rew, eroseternal, Tallen, Betty, dimpy, Her, Ms_LaCarte
