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Poetry competition CLOSED 19th February 2018 6:22pm
WINNER
JohnnyBlaze
JohnnyBlaze
RUNNERS-UP:
Gahddess_Worship
and Jade-Pandora
Night Bluebird
I dream through each night;
I tend to think twice;
my soul reaching heights;
obsessed with each write;
my aim quite precise;
to love through each vice;
imagine a life;
stress free with out strife;
I love you to life;
dig deeper than nice;
I'm rolling the dice;
no mask, or disguise;
I'm loving them right;
in hope we take flight;
like flying a kite;
the string isn't tight;
the sun shining bright;
a glow there despite;
the pain should ignite,
our souls towards the light
(note: I know I haven't met the requirements;
It's indeed a challenge to get the end rhyme on point while trying to aim for as much quality as possible)
I tend to think twice;
my soul reaching heights;
obsessed with each write;
my aim quite precise;
to love through each vice;
imagine a life;
stress free with out strife;
I love you to life;
dig deeper than nice;
I'm rolling the dice;
no mask, or disguise;
I'm loving them right;
in hope we take flight;
like flying a kite;
the string isn't tight;
the sun shining bright;
a glow there despite;
the pain should ignite,
our souls towards the light
(note: I know I haven't met the requirements;
It's indeed a challenge to get the end rhyme on point while trying to aim for as much quality as possible)
Ego Ideal
It's ego ideal
Step march heel toe heel
The plot will congeal
Advertisers deal
Packed in gyms like veal
Keep you full of zeal
Rodent on a wheel
Eat the proper meal
Strive for sex appeal
To the models kneel
Make the girlie's squeal
Become hard as steel
Are muscles genteel?
Are TV tits real?
Be material
Buy a card to feel
Heads emptied and filled
Minds that only reel
A mental cartwheel
Image needs to heal
Step march heel toe heel
The plot will congeal
Advertisers deal
Packed in gyms like veal
Keep you full of zeal
Rodent on a wheel
Eat the proper meal
Strive for sex appeal
To the models kneel
Make the girlie's squeal
Become hard as steel
Are muscles genteel?
Are TV tits real?
Be material
Buy a card to feel
Heads emptied and filled
Minds that only reel
A mental cartwheel
Image needs to heal
Written by Austin_Rura
(Austin Rura)
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Mission Acomplished
He had a mission
For her permission
To his admission
Doggy position
Juxtaposition
Lost inhibition
Fast osscilation
Wonderful sensation
No intermission
Came to fruition
A large emission
Great satisfaction
Their one omission
No contraception ;
An obstetrician
Confirmed conception
Accept condition
Great anticipation
Soon parturition
A family addition
He had a mission
For her permission
To his admission
Doggy position
Juxtaposition
Lost inhibition
Fast osscilation
Wonderful sensation
No intermission
Came to fruition
A large emission
Great satisfaction
Their one omission
No contraception ;
An obstetrician
Confirmed conception
Accept condition
Great anticipation
Soon parturition
A family addition
I RELATE, MATE
(Night Bluebird Format)
Listen to me mate
You are in bad state
Continue this rate
Stress will culminate
Till you detonate
And disintegrate
Don’t make this mistake
There is no debate
You need terminate
Before it’s too late
Stop, orientate
Circumnavigate
Instead, meditate
Contemplate
Decontaminate
And try to create
A brand-new mandate
Then recuperate
Rehabilitate
And rejuvenate
(Night Bluebird Format)
Listen to me mate
You are in bad state
Continue this rate
Stress will culminate
Till you detonate
And disintegrate
Don’t make this mistake
There is no debate
You need terminate
Before it’s too late
Stop, orientate
Circumnavigate
Instead, meditate
Contemplate
Decontaminate
And try to create
A brand-new mandate
Then recuperate
Rehabilitate
And rejuvenate
The Generous Whore
(Night Bluebird poetry format)
The guys are awestruck
For words they are stuck
Like every good fuck
She knows how to suck
On any poor schmuck
Who’s down on his luck
Can you spare a buck
When life runs amuck
For Monday potluck
Instead of the chuck
And leftover duck
That’s dry as a puck
Whose quack lost its cluck
And no one could pluck
That’s when she had struck
Idea and snuck
Inside of a truck
Where he’s thunderstruck
When she starts to shuck
Her john’s nip & tuck!
Anonymous
Out came the old fox
with his matching socks
from behind the rocks
no knowledge of clocks,
or time, but the ox
in the field saw fox
sniffing at a box
with many padlocks
they had no toolbox
on this equinox...
so unorthodox
that a strange box
should cause gridlocks
in fields near lochs
crowing hens and cocks
old maidens in smocks
fishing on the docks
(it would take Sherlocks
to explain the box
to fox and the ox)
with his matching socks
from behind the rocks
no knowledge of clocks,
or time, but the ox
in the field saw fox
sniffing at a box
with many padlocks
they had no toolbox
on this equinox...
so unorthodox
that a strange box
should cause gridlocks
in fields near lochs
crowing hens and cocks
old maidens in smocks
fishing on the docks
(it would take Sherlocks
to explain the box
to fox and the ox)
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Love True
She cried, "I love you"
Her tears were not few
His last breath he drew
Her love for him knew
No boundaries to
The kind of love true
Together time flew
Now he was gone too
She loved his eyes blue
What was she to do?
His death she would rue
Oh my! Continue?
Everyone sat through
The heartwrenching view
Of two lovers new
The play gave no cue
Of ending nor clue
Who started the coup?
The ending plot grew
The tears were but due.
Her tears were not few
His last breath he drew
Her love for him knew
No boundaries to
The kind of love true
Together time flew
Now he was gone too
She loved his eyes blue
What was she to do?
His death she would rue
Oh my! Continue?
Everyone sat through
The heartwrenching view
Of two lovers new
The play gave no cue
Of ending nor clue
Who started the coup?
The ending plot grew
The tears were but due.
Written by QuinnARichardson
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IN MY BLUE JAY'S NEST
Blue jay, I confess
my mind is a mess
Chest pressed against breasts
a careless caress
Only the pure best
True breath of incest
my mind in a mess
with a true goddess
A testicle test
Testosterone chess
where bishops are blessed
caressed with finesse
With a profound guess
professors profess
questionable quests
requesting new guests
All truth just a jest
resisting arrest
Eternity's test
in my blue jay's nest
my mind is a mess
Chest pressed against breasts
a careless caress
Only the pure best
True breath of incest
my mind in a mess
with a true goddess
A testicle test
Testosterone chess
where bishops are blessed
caressed with finesse
With a profound guess
professors profess
questionable quests
requesting new guests
All truth just a jest
resisting arrest
Eternity's test
in my blue jay's nest
Written by archetype23
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AMOUREUX SE RENCONTRENT
Here in Bordeaux France
Wine writer, freelance
Hoping for romance
Crowded café glance
Blessed happenstance
She’s the one perchance
Beauty to entrance
Smile pleasure grants
Poised, alluring stance
Hepburn capri pants
Figure do enhance
Simple elegance
Sans extravagance
Seizing circumstance
Crossing the expanse
breathing in advance
Her heady fragrance
Screaming take the chance
Hi, my name is Lance
Do you like to dance?
Wine writer, freelance
Hoping for romance
Crowded café glance
Blessed happenstance
She’s the one perchance
Beauty to entrance
Smile pleasure grants
Poised, alluring stance
Hepburn capri pants
Figure do enhance
Simple elegance
Sans extravagance
Seizing circumstance
Crossing the expanse
breathing in advance
Her heady fragrance
Screaming take the chance
Hi, my name is Lance
Do you like to dance?
Written by Gahddess_Worship
(Osomajestuoso)
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Not You
So my start begins
Laid to rest the sins
Set fire to the skin
Evidently thin
Stronger than I’ve been
Broken bars of kin
Fallen far from him
The man made of tin
Stardust lies within
What I’ve traded in
The world still does spin
Without the kingpin
Or his hungry grin
Torn from his sheepskin
And his heroin
We are not akin
I’ve learned discipline
I will not shine dim
On that horizon
Met by eyes open
So my start begins
Laid to rest the sins
Set fire to the skin
Evidently thin
Stronger than I’ve been
Broken bars of kin
Fallen far from him
The man made of tin
Stardust lies within
What I’ve traded in
The world still does spin
Without the kingpin
Or his hungry grin
Torn from his sheepskin
And his heroin
We are not akin
I’ve learned discipline
I will not shine dim
On that horizon
Met by eyes open
dangling
Nodding off and on,
roommates hack, I yawn.
My tomorrow got
tired of boy upon
bed under his dawn
breaking at the wrong
time and distance. God,
too many miles drawn:
Jose to Utah.
his ears to my song.
his hands to my bra
clasp, heaven and all.
Ugly rust, exhaust
splits my little jaw.
I can hardly call
back my springing, strong
sound; a leaf in fall
wind, I dangle on,
going deathly bronze
in want of his flaws.
roommates hack, I yawn.
My tomorrow got
tired of boy upon
bed under his dawn
breaking at the wrong
time and distance. God,
too many miles drawn:
Jose to Utah.
his ears to my song.
his hands to my bra
clasp, heaven and all.
Ugly rust, exhaust
splits my little jaw.
I can hardly call
back my springing, strong
sound; a leaf in fall
wind, I dangle on,
going deathly bronze
in want of his flaws.
Written by rowantree
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Time for a Cool Change
Ahoy tharrrrr, me Mate!
We're sail'n away
straight out'a the gate
cross the white-capped waves
from the coastal range
Capt'n and First Mate
from the local grange
round'n all tha waifs
fish'n from da banks
pull'n from dem lakes
for a little taste
of true happiness
on their dinner plates
The sea doesn't wait
so we can't be late;
we've a date with fate
me and Johnny Blaze
Can't negotiate
or we be fish bait
If'n ya relate
~
Ahoy tharrrrr, me Mate!
We're sail'n away
straight out'a the gate
cross the white-capped waves
from the coastal range
Capt'n and First Mate
from the local grange
round'n all tha waifs
fish'n from da banks
pull'n from dem lakes
for a little taste
of true happiness
on their dinner plates
The sea doesn't wait
so we can't be late;
we've a date with fate
me and Johnny Blaze
Can't negotiate
or we be fish bait
If'n ya relate
~
