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Castles in the Air
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IDryad
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IDryad
Tyrant of Words
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Joined 25th Aug 2011Forum Posts: 16939
Poetry Contest Description
Wishes and Dreams of a Happy Future
Tell us about your wishes and dreams in the past that came true/or not.
1. No erotica
2. No collaboration
3. No chatting in comp thread
4. Any length but not a book
PAR
PAULO ACACIO RAMOS
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PAULO ACACIO RAMOS
Fire of Insight
20
Joined 26th May 2022Forum Posts: 287
Hallucinating Alices.
Once upon a time, three Alices decided to leave their parents' house and live alone. Alice of Oz, built a pink palace by the sea on a remote beach in Thailand. Alice Snow, made a sand castle in the clouds that hover over Mauritius. Alice Joana Catarina Maria Isabel Sandra Margarida Elisabete etc and such, she had a house of cards made in the rainforest of Wonderland.
It turns out that the Alices had a common enemy, who wanted to eat their raw livers for breakfast. The Callipygian Witch, a perverse woman, who, with the help of magical arts, would soon try to overturn the abodes, and glitter dreams, of our little, bio-nasty princesses.
However, and one cannot help but say, luckily, nature took care of distorting Calli's desires and drastically reducing her efforts.
As obvious consequences of global warming, which we all feel, almost all of us pretend not to feel and which very few, on the whole, will survive.
A violent tsunami in the Pacific Ocean and a fire of infernal proportions, in the parched forest; forced the two Alices, surviving victims, to ask for political asylum, and shelter for their friend Neve, in the Tropics.
Pygia - which is the second possible abbreviation of the name of our esteemed and powerful sorceress - considered this sudden push of the natural forces, to her dreams, as an unprecedented stroke of luck and, taking advantage of her lycanthropic abilities, waited patiently for the coming full moon...
PAR
It turns out that the Alices had a common enemy, who wanted to eat their raw livers for breakfast. The Callipygian Witch, a perverse woman, who, with the help of magical arts, would soon try to overturn the abodes, and glitter dreams, of our little, bio-nasty princesses.
However, and one cannot help but say, luckily, nature took care of distorting Calli's desires and drastically reducing her efforts.
As obvious consequences of global warming, which we all feel, almost all of us pretend not to feel and which very few, on the whole, will survive.
A violent tsunami in the Pacific Ocean and a fire of infernal proportions, in the parched forest; forced the two Alices, surviving victims, to ask for political asylum, and shelter for their friend Neve, in the Tropics.
Pygia - which is the second possible abbreviation of the name of our esteemed and powerful sorceress - considered this sudden push of the natural forces, to her dreams, as an unprecedented stroke of luck and, taking advantage of her lycanthropic abilities, waited patiently for the coming full moon...
PAR
Written by PAR
(PAULO ACACIO RAMOS)
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IDryad
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IDryad
Tyrant of Words
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Joined 25th Aug 2011Forum Posts: 16939
Thank you for participating, PAR.
Ahavati
Tams
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Tams
Tyrant of Words
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Joined 11th Apr 2015Forum Posts: 16584
Air Castles III: Inheritance
Like visions, places nudge us
through inheritance, striking
remembrance rooted in sulfur
rekindling the Spirit of blood
Communion was Love, an ancestor
soft reminder of its ever-presence
When I woke, I couldn’t remember
its Castle of crystal compass
Then from his room, dreaming away
dawn, my grandson began to laugh
and I slowly remembered
from where it was I came
and smiled at the prospect of hope
~
through inheritance, striking
remembrance rooted in sulfur
rekindling the Spirit of blood
Communion was Love, an ancestor
soft reminder of its ever-presence
When I woke, I couldn’t remember
its Castle of crystal compass
Then from his room, dreaming away
dawn, my grandson began to laugh
and I slowly remembered
from where it was I came
and smiled at the prospect of hope
~
Written by Ahavati
(Tams)
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olliec
Oliver Cocks
Joined 15th Oct 2023
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Oliver Cocks
Lost Thinker
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You and Your Pooch
A dog
A park
Much foliage
You pitch the ball
She zips after it
Skips back
to slobber and tail-wag
Many years since
the days
The days when
it seemed like
you couldn’t be
The days when
you pondered an end
each nanosecond
Now, you have
your pooch
Now, to find
the pooch’s
perfect partner guardian
A park
Much foliage
You pitch the ball
She zips after it
Skips back
to slobber and tail-wag
Many years since
the days
The days when
it seemed like
you couldn’t be
The days when
you pondered an end
each nanosecond
Now, you have
your pooch
Now, to find
the pooch’s
perfect partner guardian
Written by olliec
(Oliver Cocks)
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IDryad
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IDryad
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Joined 25th Aug 2011Forum Posts: 16939
Thank you Ahavati and Oliec for your respective entry
Rew
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Fire of Insight
15
Joined 30th Sep 2022 Forum Posts: 549
Flight of Fancy
I shall persevere with my dream
to be among those far flung stars,
as do those clever folk who scheme
to land a poet there on Mars.
I've heard it called a desert world
a planet devoid of all life
but I have seen the sunlight curl
round rocks like girl's curl round their wife.
Curious as I am I’ve also heard
the whispering breeze shape the sand
into the finest feminine curves
far finer than Angelo’s hand.
The graduations within these reds
from war-like red to gentle pink
have spirited me so, my dreams are fed
to one day sojourn there thus, I think..
To be on the great wing of Maven
if opportunity should occur
and launch me into this red haven
Mars, I shall sleep now, dream myself there...
to be among those far flung stars,
as do those clever folk who scheme
to land a poet there on Mars.
I've heard it called a desert world
a planet devoid of all life
but I have seen the sunlight curl
round rocks like girl's curl round their wife.
Curious as I am I’ve also heard
the whispering breeze shape the sand
into the finest feminine curves
far finer than Angelo’s hand.
The graduations within these reds
from war-like red to gentle pink
have spirited me so, my dreams are fed
to one day sojourn there thus, I think..
To be on the great wing of Maven
if opportunity should occur
and launch me into this red haven
Mars, I shall sleep now, dream myself there...
Written by Rew
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