Poetry competition CLOSED 18th February 2025 4:55pm
WINNER
Vision_of_insanity
Vision_of_insanity
RUNNERS-UP:
PAR
and lepperochan
love vs. lies
Poetry Contest Description
in max. 50 words, minimalist poem on the topic, using the prompt words given
simple rules:
*max. 50 words, a poem can range from as minimum as just five words to 50 words max.
*the minimum words used the better (for win), also the intensity & emotive content in feltness & your x-factoring styles - of metaphorical or simple worded, free verse , any poetic forms like haiku senryu , visual etc are all considered for win
*no erotica or extreme content pls.
* max. TWO entries per poet
* no AI generated poems
*5 prompt words given below: you need to compulsorily use them in your poem
*PROMPT WORDS:
#blackhole
#porcelain
#origami
#cuckoo
#whirlpool
all the best to you fine poetic minimalists👍✍️♥️🙏
*max. 50 words, a poem can range from as minimum as just five words to 50 words max.
*the minimum words used the better (for win), also the intensity & emotive content in feltness & your x-factoring styles - of metaphorical or simple worded, free verse , any poetic forms like haiku senryu , visual etc are all considered for win
*no erotica or extreme content pls.
* max. TWO entries per poet
* no AI generated poems
*5 prompt words given below: you need to compulsorily use them in your poem
*PROMPT WORDS:
#blackhole
#porcelain
#origami
#cuckoo
#whirlpool
all the best to you fine poetic minimalists👍✍️♥️🙏
emotional suction
love´s is not a lie
it's an origami cuckoo
catched by the whirlpool
of a porcelain blackhole
it's an origami cuckoo
catched by the whirlpool
of a porcelain blackhole
Written by PAR
(PAULO ACACIO RAMOS)
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unexplainable draw
Beneath the surface
there's a blackhole of secrets
where trust was devoured
by the gravity of lies.
A smile, a porcelain mask,
delicate and fragile,
concealing the cracks
of betrayal beneath.
Each word spoken,
an origami fold,
Intricate and beautiful.
Battles within the hearts.
Yet a cuckoo's call
that echoed
as the whirlpool's pull
became too strong to resist.
there's a blackhole of secrets
where trust was devoured
by the gravity of lies.
A smile, a porcelain mask,
delicate and fragile,
concealing the cracks
of betrayal beneath.
Each word spoken,
an origami fold,
Intricate and beautiful.
Battles within the hearts.
Yet a cuckoo's call
that echoed
as the whirlpool's pull
became too strong to resist.
Written by PAR
(PAULO ACACIO RAMOS)
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Anonymous
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Fold
Porcelain dreams fold origami-style
While cuckoo clocks count whirlpool blackholes.
While cuckoo clocks count whirlpool blackholes.
Written by oiza
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Cosmic anomaly
Floating in awe towards what appeared a porcelain glaze.
Facing the inescapable pull of that dense, pitch blackhole.
Another cuckoo traveller, bound to grace the twisting whirlpool.
To be folded like origami then distended, mercilessly.
Facing the inescapable pull of that dense, pitch blackhole.
Another cuckoo traveller, bound to grace the twisting whirlpool.
To be folded like origami then distended, mercilessly.
Written by RyanBlackborough
(Surprise guest)
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Toxic Crazy Baby
I have happened upon
A whirlpool of blue in your eyes.
Behold, I am spellbound—
Suspended as a porcelain doll
Hung in a windstorm.
It is doomsday in wonderland.
The awe of you has left me cuckoo
As all reason abandons me,
And I am sucked into the black hole
Where your heart should be.
Only grippy socks and origami
Can save me now.
A whirlpool of blue in your eyes.
Behold, I am spellbound—
Suspended as a porcelain doll
Hung in a windstorm.
It is doomsday in wonderland.
The awe of you has left me cuckoo
As all reason abandons me,
And I am sucked into the black hole
Where your heart should be.
Only grippy socks and origami
Can save me now.
Written by KittyFromHell
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Thankyou PAR, Rianne, oiza, RyanBlackBorough & KittyFromHell… for your intense poetic takes on the title & with the prompt words! It’s magical that using same prompt words, how each of you had gone deep in your own unique tellings.. bravo!! keep them coming xx
Love Is...
Love is this whirlpool
This blackhole
Love is the cracks in the porcelain of my body
My heart folds like origami
Cuckoo, cuckoo
Time heals no wounds
Was it love or a lie?
Love is love
Is love is
Love is
Love is a lie
This blackhole
Love is the cracks in the porcelain of my body
My heart folds like origami
Cuckoo, cuckoo
Time heals no wounds
Was it love or a lie?
Love is love
Is love is
Love is
Love is a lie
Written by Johnny_Silver
(Johnny Silver)
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Porcelain Origami
She folds herself into a swan
So she can fly away
She cracks but never breaks
She reinforced her porcelain
Written by James_A_Knight
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crowstone
diving into the whirlpool of love
i reached a fake fairyland where the cuckoo hypnotized me
the shiny origami ducks of magenta pecked my tender heart with intensity
lucid dreams, moist as porcelain, pricked me with needles
the butterflies tied my hands and dragged me into a blackhole...
i reached a fake fairyland where the cuckoo hypnotized me
the shiny origami ducks of magenta pecked my tender heart with intensity
lucid dreams, moist as porcelain, pricked me with needles
the butterflies tied my hands and dragged me into a blackhole...
Written by dimpy
(dimpsmoon)
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Plates are for spinning
We were a whirlpool
you: a young fool for love
me, an old master of origami
black-hole where the heart
used to be
I folded paper dreams
told you they were porcelain
you spun love from my lies
and i stole it, brazen, like a cuckoo
in broad daylight
We were a whirlpool
you: a young fool for love
me, an old master of origami
black-hole where the heart
used to be
I folded paper dreams
told you they were porcelain
you spun love from my lies
and i stole it, brazen, like a cuckoo
in broad daylight
Rivers of Life
I drown in the blackhole of memories
hearts break down as porcelain whispers echo
the hurt as a delicate origami unfurled
swirled as in a whirlpool crumpled and torn
your lies are as a cuckoo's call
empty echoes, shadows fighting the night
threads of my trust now frayed
swept away by my tempest of sorrow
hearts break down as porcelain whispers echo
the hurt as a delicate origami unfurled
swirled as in a whirlpool crumpled and torn
your lies are as a cuckoo's call
empty echoes, shadows fighting the night
threads of my trust now frayed
swept away by my tempest of sorrow
Written by Grace
(IDryad)
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a broken scene seen from a bald sky
life slipping away like porcelain
broken branches
scattered origami flowers
tired cuckoos circling around trees
reality disappearing into the whirlpool of a blackhole...
Written by dimpy
(dimpsmoon)
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