Poetry competition CLOSED 18th June 2018 4:13pm
WINNER
HadesRising
HadesRising
RUNNER-UP:
RevolutionAL
Forgive me Father, I have sinned.
Holy Site
Let steam of copper pools take dust and grease
And leather sharpened edge scrape clean this skin,
That I might gain Assisi’s gated path.
For crusades’ sultry wanderings have come,
With all the ghosts, proud soldiers’ steel, to loss.
Jerusalem relent to sword’s extend.
I wish now only for your holy songs,
To fall on knees that lips would taste your praise,
And tongues, your crown, in exaltation raise.
And leather sharpened edge scrape clean this skin,
That I might gain Assisi’s gated path.
For crusades’ sultry wanderings have come,
With all the ghosts, proud soldiers’ steel, to loss.
Jerusalem relent to sword’s extend.
I wish now only for your holy songs,
To fall on knees that lips would taste your praise,
And tongues, your crown, in exaltation raise.
Written by Hepcat61
(geoff cat)
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STAINED
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bathed in stained glass
before morning mass
reflections of rain
run down window's pane
unbuckled and open
no words can be spoken
my mouth on his belt
while all else is felt
to them, I am damned
I am what I am
though try as I might
for me, he's the light
the Eucharist's taste
fills the gash in my face
his fingers slide in
forgiving my sin
For God doth loom beyond his son
The highest pow'r, only One
My husband of thy many wives
Who've taken on all of his lives
But I in my black habit worn
Must have his flesh as I have sworn
Devoured from his bloodied guise
Replace mine his all-seeing eyes
And so I see the rea'l truth
And thus I pledge my faith his Ruth
To be his brick and mortar site
Corrupt the sheep and make it right
To say we did and bless it so
To lose their trust before we go
Forgiving all I do for thee
There is a place in hell for me
Forsaking all who kneel and pray
We shall not hear a word they say
bathed in stained glass
before morning mass
reflections of rain
run down window's pane
unbuckled and open
no words can be spoken
my mouth on his belt
while all else is felt
to them, I am damned
I am what I am
though try as I might
for me, he's the light
the Eucharist's taste
fills the gash in my face
his fingers slide in
forgiving my sin
For God doth loom beyond his son
The highest pow'r, only One
My husband of thy many wives
Who've taken on all of his lives
But I in my black habit worn
Must have his flesh as I have sworn
Devoured from his bloodied guise
Replace mine his all-seeing eyes
And so I see the rea'l truth
And thus I pledge my faith his Ruth
To be his brick and mortar site
Corrupt the sheep and make it right
To say we did and bless it so
To lose their trust before we go
Forgiving all I do for thee
There is a place in hell for me
Forsaking all who kneel and pray
We shall not hear a word they say
Written by Jade-Pandora
(jade tiger)
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This Is Not An Entry
Great competition - All the best to all the participants!
Anonymous
Thanks for all of your [actual] entries guys! Wow! I can’t wait to judge this one.
Anonymous
Thanks for the entries guys! I’m just getting a second opinion from an impartial party and I’ll get back to you with a winner shortly.
Just say the rosary in the mean time. Y’all need it.
Just say the rosary in the mean time. Y’all need it.
Anonymous
Many thanks to Taryn, my lovely second judge giving this another pair of eyes as I just couldn’t call it.
Congrats to Hades and the runners up for being extremely worthy contenders... and to all the entrants. Amazing standard here!
Congrats to Hades and the runners up for being extremely worthy contenders... and to all the entrants. Amazing standard here!
Anonymous
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