Poetry competition CLOSED 3rd January 2019 4:25am
WINNER
gothicsurrealism (Daniel Long)
gothicsurrealism (Daniel Long)
RUNNERS-UP:
Jade-Pandora
and LunasChild8
Natural Proofs of God
Call it Love
I’ve stood at the peak of a mountain,
Ten thousand feet high and covered in snow,
As the freezing winds penetrated my bones,
I marveled at the majesty of the valley below.
I’ve driven through the desert at night
As the sun rises splendidly in the distance,
It paints the skies and landscape with colors,
Too beautiful beyond words of a dreamy existence.
I’ve swam in oceans where the waters are warm,
Marveled at the breakers for hours on end,
I sat in the shade listening to the thunder,
Feeling the breeze caress me like an invisible hand.
I held my sons when they entered this world,
And to this day
I press my ear to their chest to hear that sound,
Because whether I drive, run, swim or climb,
With each heartbeat,
I find God’s presence that makes the world go round…
…and I call it love.
I’ve stood at the peak of a mountain,
Ten thousand feet high and covered in snow,
As the freezing winds penetrated my bones,
I marveled at the majesty of the valley below.
I’ve driven through the desert at night
As the sun rises splendidly in the distance,
It paints the skies and landscape with colors,
Too beautiful beyond words of a dreamy existence.
I’ve swam in oceans where the waters are warm,
Marveled at the breakers for hours on end,
I sat in the shade listening to the thunder,
Feeling the breeze caress me like an invisible hand.
I held my sons when they entered this world,
And to this day
I press my ear to their chest to hear that sound,
Because whether I drive, run, swim or climb,
With each heartbeat,
I find God’s presence that makes the world go round…
…and I call it love.
Religion be Damned
I saw their souls, their souls were whole
I saw their religion, it was divisive
My way is right they said
Ergo everyone else must be wrong
Same reason for killing
Same old song
Think ye then that your god is so small
So narrow that he/she built but one path to the well?
Do tell, your dogma denies you the power of thought
The priests of perdition ought
To cast aside all pride
Rejoice with one voice
We are but microbes on a grain of sand
Spinning on an endless beach eternally
So, beg, beseech, howl, screech
It will avail you nought
Life cannot be bought
By mumbled prayers, who cares?
Evolve then beyond religion
Superstition leads to perdition
The hell of the mind for those too blind
To see that three thousand religions
Since the dawn of time
Have not erased humanity’s slime
Wherein we squander our spirit
Give sway to ego’s way
Join then with brothers of all nations
Cast out the warmongers
Heal the sick feed the poor and your
The soul will be saved, no longer enslaved.
Written by blocat
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This poem's take on death was great for the competition.
That people leave and by leaving, leave to somewhere. The point of view was great for the competition as we are all heading there.
And wherever it is, you don't press where exactly, but it's freedom to a nature of being trapped
That people leave and by leaving, leave to somewhere. The point of view was great for the competition as we are all heading there.
And wherever it is, you don't press where exactly, but it's freedom to a nature of being trapped
I love how this poem searches for the spiritual in human architecture. I hadn't thought of that possibility in this contest. It is definitely part of the nature of humanity. I really appreciated its freshness and anaphora, which created great pace
A thank you to our host for creating this competition.
My sincere congratulations to Daniel Long for winning the prize, and to my fellow runner-up, Jade Pandora, for sharing the podium with me.
Kudos to everyone else who participated.
My sincere congratulations to Daniel Long for winning the prize, and to my fellow runner-up, Jade Pandora, for sharing the podium with me.
Kudos to everyone else who participated.
Thank you very much and I am honored to win, there were plenty of good entries and congrats to the runners up! Thank you LunasChild8 and thank you very much DecipherMe for creating a spiritual competition that brought me much harmony when I was creating my poem.
-Daniel, Gothic-Surrealist
-Daniel, Gothic-Surrealist
