Poetry competition CLOSED 11th March 2019 1:46pm
WINNER
Jade-Pandora (jade tiger)
Jade-Pandora (jade tiger)
RUNNER-UP:
ReggiePoet
Supramundane
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The Art of Washing Hands
As intense as one life entering another,
I take your hands into mine.
The intimacy of water from a spigot
pours as if over our entire bodies,
yours in willing submission to mine
during the act of washing hands.
Your anticipation is a pale shiver
like a bird's wing stretching the wind.
To swoon from the scent of roses
as the glycerin is slowly applied,
and then our fingers entwine;
a lesser tandem of slender limbs coiling.
The froth of friction made languid in its
lubrication, the intent fascination
of my ritual movements when I hear
your breath, your inclining notes,
and our sudden glances meeting, as
cool water rinses clear all expectation.
Written by Jade-Pandora
(jade tiger)
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Pop•Tarts With Ted🍫
There’s something ‘bout a toaster pastry shot
That makes me go all goofy piping hot.
It pops up ooey-gooey from the slot,
I love them frosted, even when they’re not!
My UK honey-bunny’s on her toes,
Without my tart I’d rather be caught dead.
It’s not a common fact everyone knows,
That I’m her only squeeze who calls her... Ted.
Oh yah, my dancer bird knows where to start,
When we go on a date for fish & chips.
We’ll press the chips between two cherry tarts,
And top with fish secured with paper clips.
On evenings when she toasts the tarts in bed
While watching anime we never tire,
With Pop•Tart•S’mores I compliment my Ted,
She’s never set the waterbed on fire!
Written by Jade-Pandora
(jade tiger)
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Plastic bread
I looked at it and it had no smell
a poor excuse for what bakers sell
but plasic bread just floppy white
just a squigy bag with the stuff of life
for religous text "we should share its wealth"
but its difficult to break, just rubbery pap
or transform to gold in the toasters slot
and slodiers march with a boiled egg
Lord sandwich invented it for a royal treat
or fry it till its crispy crusty brown
crutons on the salad and the soup
a satisfying crunch to feel the crumbs all split
the grain the mill the yeast and pummel till
the rise and bake the daily processed device
slavered with butter and some strawberry jam
SuperamundaneStandOut slice is" NICE"
a poor excuse for what bakers sell
but plasic bread just floppy white
just a squigy bag with the stuff of life
for religous text "we should share its wealth"
but its difficult to break, just rubbery pap
or transform to gold in the toasters slot
and slodiers march with a boiled egg
Lord sandwich invented it for a royal treat
or fry it till its crispy crusty brown
crutons on the salad and the soup
a satisfying crunch to feel the crumbs all split
the grain the mill the yeast and pummel till
the rise and bake the daily processed device
slavered with butter and some strawberry jam
SuperamundaneStandOut slice is" NICE"
Written by slipalong
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I Make My Bed
I make my bed like it’s a vessel,
Because it lets me dream and escape,
Every night I go to a distant realm,
My blankets are my cloak and cape.
By sunrise, before I leave the ship,
I fold the sheets with tender memory,
The bedspread like an honored banner,
The previous night’s trip was a reverie.
The pillows played different roles,
(For that I won’t go into detail),
By morning they’re adorned and ready,
Just in case during the day I set sail.
My bed is my haven and my solace,
Like a pleasure palace and fantasy,
I make my bed because it’s special,
Where I rest and recharge for reality.
I make my bed like it’s a vessel,
Because it lets me dream and escape,
Every night I go to a distant realm,
My blankets are my cloak and cape.
By sunrise, before I leave the ship,
I fold the sheets with tender memory,
The bedspread like an honored banner,
The previous night’s trip was a reverie.
The pillows played different roles,
(For that I won’t go into detail),
By morning they’re adorned and ready,
Just in case during the day I set sail.
My bed is my haven and my solace,
Like a pleasure palace and fantasy,
I make my bed because it’s special,
Where I rest and recharge for reality.
Her invisible light
-i
She is a fresh minutiae
Inside an exegesis sea of dew
Now ever to see the arcana bloom.
-ii
Unbroken pieces were scattered inner fraught
As perennial hearts in sync to in-flower thought.
-iii
Thus souls entwine the refined wine in psalmic verse
Spark an angelic burning fire as their poetic disperse,
New organic arises consequent while we remember
Forever forethought always beginning extempore.
-iv
So seeing their new purpose extending in form
Thru holy feeling, a little flower was born,
Electrical exotica takes an occasion
Tome-beings, lightning fascination
A shade unto darkness,
No more...
She is a fresh minutiae
Inside an exegesis sea of dew
Now ever to see the arcana bloom.
-ii
Unbroken pieces were scattered inner fraught
As perennial hearts in sync to in-flower thought.
-iii
Thus souls entwine the refined wine in psalmic verse
Spark an angelic burning fire as their poetic disperse,
New organic arises consequent while we remember
Forever forethought always beginning extempore.
-iv
So seeing their new purpose extending in form
Thru holy feeling, a little flower was born,
Electrical exotica takes an occasion
Tome-beings, lightning fascination
A shade unto darkness,
No more...
Written by runaway-mindtrain
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Anonymous
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Oh my gosh! Teddy, I mean Sky!
I’m flabbergasted! Was it the PopTarts??
I’m not ready for this... listen... this was such a fun competition, and everybody did a great job with their entries! So to our wonderful hostess Sky_dancer, Thank You, for giving us all this opportunity, what a party... and for your belief in me and mine.
You’re all beautiful, see you again soon.
Jadey 🐾
I’m flabbergasted! Was it the PopTarts??
I’m not ready for this... listen... this was such a fun competition, and everybody did a great job with their entries! So to our wonderful hostess Sky_dancer, Thank You, for giving us all this opportunity, what a party... and for your belief in me and mine.
You’re all beautiful, see you again soon.
Jadey 🐾
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