Poetry competition CLOSED 15th February 2020 10:05pm
WINNER
EdibleWords
EdibleWords
RUNNER-UP:
souladareatease
POEM OF THE MONTH ~ FEBRUARY 2020
Poetry Contest Description
Nominate an Amazing Poem to Represent DU across social media!
It's time for our "Poem of the Month" to be featured in the DUP 'Poem of the Month Hall of Fame' and on the official Facebook page.
You have two weeks to nominate no more than two of your favorite poems from another DUP poet!
Please note the following when making nominations:
NOTE: The Spoken Word of the Month comp is here:
https://deepundergroundpoetry.com/forum/competitions/read/11247/
Because the vote for this com is anonymous, and spoken word pieces cannot be anonymous due to avatars and voices, we would prefer you nominate those pieces in the appropriate comp above so that voting remains fair.
NOTE: New Member ( six ( 6 ) months of less ) of the Month comp is here: https://deepundergroundpoetry.com/forum/competitions/read/11243/
1. Self nominations are not accepted. The great majority of the competitions here are about spotlighting one's own work on a particular topic or theme. This is a chance to nominate that poem that you wish you had written but some other great talent here beat you to it.
2. You may nominate only TWO poems from two different DU members.
3. No DUPLICATES. If someone nominates the same poem the entry will be deleted. If you like it that much wait and vote for it!
4. Any genre except erotica or pornography. This is a Facebook feature and we must adhere to their guidelines.
5. Any member who is banned or disables their account PRIOR to the win will be automatically disqualified.
6. One win per member within a Calendar Year.
7. You must personally notify the member that they have been nominated.
Nomination Duration is two weeks followed by a week of site voting!
Current Poem of the Month Hall of Famers:
2020
January 2020- NEW BEGINNINGS
2019
January, 2019 - DANIELCHRISTENSEN
February, 2019 - SOPHIE_ERICSON
March, 2019 - AUDIOHARLEEA
April, 2019 - FROM THE ASH
May, 2019 - MISS_SUB
June, 2019 - NAAJIR
July, 2019 - LAYLA
August, 2019 - AHAVATI
September, 2019 - MISS_SUB
October, 2019 - HOWLING_WHELMS
November, 2019 - JOHNNY BLAZE
December 2019- RACHEL_LAUREN
2018
January, 2018 - LADY_OF_THE_QUILL
February, 2018 - LEPPEROCHAN Craic in a Box
March, 2018 - TINABUBUYA (Tee Mali)
April, 2018 - CROWFLY
May, 2018 - ATOMIKBOMB
June, 2018 - MISS_SUB (Missy)
July, 2018 - MEADOWSWEET
August, 2018 - LAYLA
September, 2018 - COLD FUSION
October, 2018 - TODSKI28
November, 2018 - TheMUSE22
December, 2018 - BENDER
2017
January, 2017 - VEE
February, 2017 - CRIMSIN
March, 2017 - ONEFIFTYSIX
April, 2017 - DANIEL CHRISTENSEN
May, 2017 - ALEXANDER CASE
June, 2017 - AEMelia564
July, 2017 - THE_SILLY_SIBYL (Jack Thomas Heslop)
August, 2017 - QUIETUSQUILL
September, 2017 - _SHADOE_
October, 2017 - POETSREVENGE
November, 2017 - NAAJIR
December, 2017 - POETSPEAK
2016
November, 2016 - JOHN FEDDELER
December, 2016 - AHAVATI
You have two weeks to nominate no more than two of your favorite poems from another DUP poet!
Please note the following when making nominations:
NOTE: The Spoken Word of the Month comp is here:
https://deepundergroundpoetry.com/forum/competitions/read/11247/
Because the vote for this com is anonymous, and spoken word pieces cannot be anonymous due to avatars and voices, we would prefer you nominate those pieces in the appropriate comp above so that voting remains fair.
NOTE: New Member ( six ( 6 ) months of less ) of the Month comp is here: https://deepundergroundpoetry.com/forum/competitions/read/11243/
1. Self nominations are not accepted. The great majority of the competitions here are about spotlighting one's own work on a particular topic or theme. This is a chance to nominate that poem that you wish you had written but some other great talent here beat you to it.
2. You may nominate only TWO poems from two different DU members.
3. No DUPLICATES. If someone nominates the same poem the entry will be deleted. If you like it that much wait and vote for it!
4. Any genre except erotica or pornography. This is a Facebook feature and we must adhere to their guidelines.
5. Any member who is banned or disables their account PRIOR to the win will be automatically disqualified.
6. One win per member within a Calendar Year.
7. You must personally notify the member that they have been nominated.
Nomination Duration is two weeks followed by a week of site voting!
Current Poem of the Month Hall of Famers:
2020
January 2020- NEW BEGINNINGS
2019
January, 2019 - DANIELCHRISTENSEN
February, 2019 - SOPHIE_ERICSON
March, 2019 - AUDIOHARLEEA
April, 2019 - FROM THE ASH
May, 2019 - MISS_SUB
June, 2019 - NAAJIR
July, 2019 - LAYLA
August, 2019 - AHAVATI
September, 2019 - MISS_SUB
October, 2019 - HOWLING_WHELMS
November, 2019 - JOHNNY BLAZE
December 2019- RACHEL_LAUREN
2018
January, 2018 - LADY_OF_THE_QUILL
February, 2018 - LEPPEROCHAN Craic in a Box
March, 2018 - TINABUBUYA (Tee Mali)
April, 2018 - CROWFLY
May, 2018 - ATOMIKBOMB
June, 2018 - MISS_SUB (Missy)
July, 2018 - MEADOWSWEET
August, 2018 - LAYLA
September, 2018 - COLD FUSION
October, 2018 - TODSKI28
November, 2018 - TheMUSE22
December, 2018 - BENDER
2017
January, 2017 - VEE
February, 2017 - CRIMSIN
March, 2017 - ONEFIFTYSIX
April, 2017 - DANIEL CHRISTENSEN
May, 2017 - ALEXANDER CASE
June, 2017 - AEMelia564
July, 2017 - THE_SILLY_SIBYL (Jack Thomas Heslop)
August, 2017 - QUIETUSQUILL
September, 2017 - _SHADOE_
October, 2017 - POETSREVENGE
November, 2017 - NAAJIR
December, 2017 - POETSPEAK
2016
November, 2016 - JOHN FEDDELER
December, 2016 - AHAVATI
Opus
I have aspirations to become a writer,
But first I have to compose a lot of prose,
Honing in on the craft making it tighter,
And the light will appear on the path I chose.
Though my poetic works may make not reach millions,
I’m OK if it only reaches one soul,
I may not possess the intellectual brilliance,
As long as the words live long enough to be told.
I crunch numbers by day and write by night,
Seeking the meaning of life piece by piece,
It’s like finding answers when the rite feels right
Through self-reflection I feel at ease with peace.
Still I strive to write the poem that says it all,
I look for the words with purpose and focus,
Driven with inspiration I heed the call,
So that one day I’ll write my magnum opus.
But first I have to compose a lot of prose,
Honing in on the craft making it tighter,
And the light will appear on the path I chose.
Though my poetic works may make not reach millions,
I’m OK if it only reaches one soul,
I may not possess the intellectual brilliance,
As long as the words live long enough to be told.
I crunch numbers by day and write by night,
Seeking the meaning of life piece by piece,
It’s like finding answers when the rite feels right
Through self-reflection I feel at ease with peace.
Still I strive to write the poem that says it all,
I look for the words with purpose and focus,
Driven with inspiration I heed the call,
So that one day I’ll write my magnum opus.
Written by wallyroo92
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ruction
in her ire
earth spat fire
whose picture was more perfect
than a thousand words
i was more curious
about the furious
swelling of her bosom
injurious
spuriousness
her exhibitionism
unique phantasm
creating chasms
of spasm
with deadly enthusiasm
her hills belching
red hot acid vomit
her mountains drooled
lethargic lava
slowly cooled
like stubborn phlegm
on their sloping cheeks
crusting over
the fragile hem
of my cassava
plantation
of my cassava
the fragile hem
crusting over
on their sloping cheeks
like stubborn phlegm
slowly cooled
lethargic lava
her mountains drooled
red hot acid vomit
her hills belching
with deadly enthusiasm
of spasm
creating chasms
unique phantasm
her exhibitionism
spuriousness
injurious
swelling of her bosom
about the furious
i was more curious
than a thousand words
whose picture was more perfect
earth spat fire
in her ire
© Copyright 2020 January 30
by Clyve A. Bowen♫
earth spat fire
whose picture was more perfect
than a thousand words
i was more curious
about the furious
swelling of her bosom
injurious
spuriousness
her exhibitionism
unique phantasm
creating chasms
of spasm
with deadly enthusiasm
her hills belching
red hot acid vomit
her mountains drooled
lethargic lava
slowly cooled
like stubborn phlegm
on their sloping cheeks
crusting over
the fragile hem
of my cassava
plantation
of my cassava
the fragile hem
crusting over
on their sloping cheeks
like stubborn phlegm
slowly cooled
lethargic lava
her mountains drooled
red hot acid vomit
her hills belching
with deadly enthusiasm
of spasm
creating chasms
unique phantasm
her exhibitionism
spuriousness
injurious
swelling of her bosom
about the furious
i was more curious
than a thousand words
whose picture was more perfect
earth spat fire
in her ire
© Copyright 2020 January 30
by Clyve A. Bowen♫
Written by cabcool
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Anonymous
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Anonymous
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As if it already is—
If your fate is to drown, you can choke
on a teaspoon of water ~ Jewish Proverb
Conversely, if your fate is to succeed
slipping in dog shit at the right moment
can lead to victory
The Cosmos is mercurial—
beautiful, but mischievous;
honest only over the long-term—
in short, seems a procurer
manhandling a whore
It never forgets to balance—
creates infinite ways to resurrect
a traveler with a karmic surplus;
or, bury a reprobate accruing debt
The Law of Attraction, at its heart
is not about a means to an end;
but, living as if it already is
Focusing on process creates distress
disappointment, and loss—
allowing the Cosmos to work
aligns us with each other
War? Impeachment?
Politics? Brexit?
These are merely means—
not ends. Get up;
dust yourself off—
breathe and believe
~
on a teaspoon of water ~ Jewish Proverb
Conversely, if your fate is to succeed
slipping in dog shit at the right moment
can lead to victory
The Cosmos is mercurial—
beautiful, but mischievous;
honest only over the long-term—
in short, seems a procurer
manhandling a whore
It never forgets to balance—
creates infinite ways to resurrect
a traveler with a karmic surplus;
or, bury a reprobate accruing debt
The Law of Attraction, at its heart
is not about a means to an end;
but, living as if it already is
Focusing on process creates distress
disappointment, and loss—
allowing the Cosmos to work
aligns us with each other
War? Impeachment?
Politics? Brexit?
These are merely means—
not ends. Get up;
dust yourself off—
breathe and believe
~
Written by Ahavati
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Related submission no longer exists.
the mi rr or i n g mask...
....
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Written by summultima
(uma)
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Anonymous
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Neigeux
The wee hour of four
has found me
again
despite this newest elevation
Curled snug in my chair
fully aware
of the poetic drifts
swirled and all surrounding
Bold winds whip
as cubic flakes flit
frosting the tableau
unfolding far below
Not a skier on the slope
giving me such hope
as my mind meanders
betwixt blue-white and moonlit shadow
Is this truly where
I left my self
so very long ago
when spirit shed corporeal coil
has found me
again
despite this newest elevation
Curled snug in my chair
fully aware
of the poetic drifts
swirled and all surrounding
Bold winds whip
as cubic flakes flit
frosting the tableau
unfolding far below
Not a skier on the slope
giving me such hope
as my mind meanders
betwixt blue-white and moonlit shadow
Is this truly where
I left my self
so very long ago
when spirit shed corporeal coil
Written by LilDragonFly
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