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Nari
Spellbound
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Poetry Contest

Literary Device
Avoiding cliches that occassionally work but usually don't...such as thinning the veil, the calm before the storm and or it was love at first site; otherwise enter your most unique metaphors (1 metaphor per poem and expand on it) for any universal themes: love, hate, fear, etc. 2 entry max. No epics please; reasonable length to increase the likelihood of everyone being read. We apologize for not specifying length on this particular contest. This was honestly and legitimately overlooked on my part. No harm or malice intended to anyone who entered prior to that change.

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Jade-Pandora
jade tiger
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Rain always puts me to sleep

In the middle of night before,  
I awoke to the sound of rain  
In what seemed like a sated roar  
Of their deep voices, of their stain.  

'Twas a dream in my half-aware,  
I questioned its validity  
Then dozed off like it wasn't there,  
This weather-beaten mystery.  
 
Then yesterday passed like my thoughts  
Adrift, clouds hid daylight away.  
I watched what the weather had wrought,  
Then fell back to sleep where I lay.  
 
The afternoon walked in on me  
And claimed "It's been raining, y'know."  
I vaguely looked over to see,  
And murmured "I want you to go."  
 
The day turned away as it sighed,  
Went gray, fading into the wall.  
I knew it had made up a lie,  
And slept hoping raindrops will fall.
Written by Jade-Pandora (jade tiger)
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Jade-Pandora
jade tiger
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Miss_Sub
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Entry removed because the comp owner changed his rules after the entry to say my entry was apparently too long by no defined standard in the rules.

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Miss_Sub
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Entry removed because the comp owner changed his rules after the entry to say my entry was apparently too long by no defined standard in the rules.


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FromTheAsh
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shifting sands

 
thick lie the sands
drifting over my soul  
like dunes they grow deeper
shift and then settle
ever moving elsewhere  
but going nowhere at all  
this thirst sucks at my lungs  
until I can’t breathe through the density
stuck ‘neath the scorching orb  
no shelter from the burn  
where winds scour and abrade  
life is desolate  
whenever you go away  
wandering through the desert   
weary beyond endurance  
just waiting for nightfall
when moonlight wavers on the water  
and the cool solace of your return  
felt as sheltering arms  
enfold me once more
you are my oasis


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FromTheAsh
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sunken treasures


sun glares off winter blanket  
blinding unwary eyes  
leaving flashes of color  
sparkling like faerie dust  
(and no less potent)  
dazzled into stillness  
mind drifts  
over bergs of the past  
sinking ships of hope  
far beyond retrieval  
where they rest upon the silt  
anchored by rust  
and barnacled with scar tissue  
water and ice distort the image  
until ugly is no longer visible  
jagged edges of pain softened  
blurred by shifting currents  
 
what treasures remain  
aboard the lost vessel below?  
best left where they slowly decay  
knowing retrieval could cause them to crumble  
or perhaps see me drowning  
as I shift through the tide  
and back out of my mind  
sight restored to salted eyes  
with shuddering breath  
I relinquish my hold  
on sunken glimmers  
and tarnished gold  
 
 
 
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DouglasWayne
Douglas
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Son of a Gun

His daddy was a 747 magnum
His grandfather was a shotgun
He was actually a derringer.
 
We will not speak of his mother
She did not like firearms in the house.
 
He was a smoking gun
Always making drug deals
And enjoying pot parties.
 
He loved Westerns as a child
And never grew tired of them
Riding off into the sunset.
 
In his youth he joined the army
He wanted to make a difference
And he did
As a sniper his scope
Autographed many an enemy.
 
He returned home after the war
And opened a gun shop
He was very successful in the business world
And was soon swimming to the bank each day.
He married the teller and they had four water guns.
Written by DouglasWayne (Douglas)
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Nari
Spellbound
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Spider Web

Stronger than
Aramid fiber
Dreaming of
Equatorial  
Smiles with the
Body armor
Fashioning after
Ballistic
Eyes:
Projectiles of
Transport-
Synthesized
Flight
Arranging; the
Spindles and
Their
Joints are
Connecting this
Stratospheric
Dew…
Morning dew
Licking
Fog
Along some
Spider web
Detailing the
Ornery side of
Every low
Leaf.
Written by Nari (Spellbound)
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Nari
Spellbound
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Sun

Listening to The Goddess (Quiet Village Remix)
 
Seismic
Shifts of
Lion  
Frontier  
Snowing in  
Alpine  
Eyes: Trees with  
Their  
Finger on the  
Trigger for the  
Sun and the  
Cubs of  
Murmured  
Speech,  
Curves of  
Murmured  
Speech  
Silently  
Loaded into their  
Shooting  
Range.
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AtoMikbomb
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Lift it, "it" is you.

And I can serve saliciously

as a hair split
an end of protein in potent strand
I've been bleached to salt

I've been bleached to salt

A wall to scale with brittle beds
nails breaking
bald-tipped
10 little sweating heads

You give me no anchor
and say to use my legs
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Blackwolf
I.M.Blackwolf
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Meta What Four

meta , meta , meta what for

a trinity of meta at the door

meta within venturing fourth

meta outside one with source

meta rotating hypercube

self aware in attitude

longitude and latitude

questioning it's certitude

it's order of magnitude

exactitude ultimate infinitude

dependent on how it is viewed
Written by Blackwolf (I.M.Blackwolf)
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ReggiePoet
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In the Deep

 
He wrote, “I am the captain of my soul!”  
but Henley steered a much more noble helm!  
The schooner that I steer tacks near sheol,  
My soul has foundered in this murky realm!  
Most fearful dreams appear here in the deep,  
unlike the clouds and light, up in the sky.  
The secrets of the sea, forever sleep  
unseen, except by lost and damn’ed eyes!  
My fate was bought and sealed so long ago  
and naught can change it now, unless by chance  
my soul, by favored winds who deign to blow  
reprieve my way, may lift my circumstance!  
Overwhelmed by doubt and ghastly fears,  
shall I evade the place of wrath and tears?  
 

Written by ReggiePoet (Reggie)
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JusTim_
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Side To Side

Side to side
beaten a hundred times
at the hands of pride
down the line smashed
how long will it last
on the floor   crashed

Side to side
aimlessly tossed before I fly
the innocent left to cry
deflated I hide
in shame    but to you
it was only just a game
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Zaynab_kamoonpury
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Mankind in Dreamland

 
Pestered and pursued  
by unknown foes  
A topsyturvy land  
where snakes can have horns  
and cows can have fangs.  
Night'mares' where the day's stallions  
make mountains out of molehills  

A chance to witness greek mythology-like creatures for real  
For dreamland tis a place for the unreal and surreal.  

Those hair-raising scary scary dreams  
beset with horrified silent screams!  
 
We do try to interrupt nightmares, pinching ourselves  
With relief wake up to see there aren't any horrid elves.  
We also try to interpret dreams filled with mystery  
But gifted dream interpreters like prophet Joseph  
Are now part of biblical human history  
 
All in all, dreamland's fascination  
for extra-ordinary exaggeration  
and tall-tale imagination  
 
Where myth and legend come to life  
An amalgam of fiction or real strife  
 
Where assorted monsters of the mind  
reign supreme in that REM sleep of our kind.  
 
Yet on the other hand the wishful, wistful sweet sweet dreams  
where fantasies form mirages bordered by fanciful seams.  
 
Where castles in the air that humans build, float gently down to earth  
only to shoot back up unto nowhere from the awakened one's berth.  
 
In dreamland a pauper girl can be a princess or fairy fair  
for daydreams extend into the night and linger on there.  
 
A quote I took to heart and it to console all and sundry  
'that if your sweet dreams don't come true, don't you fret  
for atleast your nightmares didn't come true either,  
so just heave a sigh, by and by.  
 
Every night let us all just fly away and escape  
And lo behold  the extraordinary world of Dreamscape.
Written by Zaynab_kamoonpury
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