Poetry competition CLOSED 1st October 2020 5:05pm
WINNER
AspergerPoet56
AspergerPoet56
RUNNER-UP:
buddhakitty
Poem of the month: September
Poetry Contest Description
This is a nomination competition to showcase members of DU you think have written outstanding work.
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 THREE weeks to nominate no more than THREE of your favorite poems from another DUP poet!
Please note the following when making nominations:
Mo
NOTE: The Spoken Word of the Month comp is here:
https://deepundergroundpoetry.com/forum/competitions/read/11384/
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/11511/
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 THREE poems from THREE 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 three weeks followed by a week of site voting!
Current Poem of the Month Hall of Famers:
2020
January 2020- NEW BEGINNINGS
February 2020 - EDIBLE WORDS
March 2020 - MADAME LAVENDER
APRIL 2020 - MONKEYMAN
MAY 2020 - TIMAGINATION543
JUNE 2020 - LEPPEROCHAN (Craic-Dealer)
JULY 2020 - STRANGEWAYS_ROB
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 THREE weeks to nominate no more than THREE of your favorite poems from another DUP poet!
Please note the following when making nominations:
Mo
NOTE: The Spoken Word of the Month comp is here:
https://deepundergroundpoetry.com/forum/competitions/read/11384/
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/11511/
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 THREE poems from THREE 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 three weeks followed by a week of site voting!
Current Poem of the Month Hall of Famers:
2020
January 2020- NEW BEGINNINGS
February 2020 - EDIBLE WORDS
March 2020 - MADAME LAVENDER
APRIL 2020 - MONKEYMAN
MAY 2020 - TIMAGINATION543
JUNE 2020 - LEPPEROCHAN (Craic-Dealer)
JULY 2020 - STRANGEWAYS_ROB
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
"The Silent Faction's Daughter"
She stalk's the shadows,
Disguised by the
Beauty of the night.
"Hush my love
And il play you a spell"
She was once a girl
From the land
Of the rising tide,
Who longed to
Straddle the sky.
But was haunted
By the touch of another.
Who the girl loved
And the boy loved
in turn.
Until his former lover
Returned.
Then the girl became
A knowhere person.
Living in a
knowhere land.
"It's very unwise
To pretend I don't exist"
She quipped.
Reaching out with her waves.
Flooding her lover
The ancient city,
Leaving nothing but
broken buildings,
Broken sprits
And deadwood.
And so
The Silent Faction's daughter
Fades to drench,
becoming one with her tide.
A broken heart
That you can hear break,
Everytime
Your own heart aches.
zenithquasar77Written by zenithquasar77
(Marcus cooke)
She stalk's the shadows,
Disguised by the
Beauty of the night.
"Hush my love
And il play you a spell"
She was once a girl
From the land
Of the rising tide,
Who longed to
Straddle the sky.
But was haunted
By the touch of another.
Who the girl loved
And the boy loved
in turn.
Until his former lover
Returned.
Then the girl became
A knowhere person.
Living in a
knowhere land.
"It's very unwise
To pretend I don't exist"
She quipped.
Reaching out with her waves.
Flooding her lover
The ancient city,
Leaving nothing but
broken buildings,
Broken sprits
And deadwood.
And so
The Silent Faction's daughter
Fades to drench,
becoming one with her tide.
A broken heart
That you can hear break,
Everytime
Your own heart aches.
zenithquasar77Written by zenithquasar77
(Marcus cooke)
eleven years and still sleeping
eleven years since
you've left.
some would say
I should hate
you,
but I don't.
the sky could
never hate
the earth.
love does not
abandon the
field of
memory,
as the dead
cannot escape
their eternal
sleep.
Written by buddhakitty
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Moist
moonbeams cross your skin
beauty seen through fingertips
moist petals open
beauty seen through fingertips
moist petals open
Written by AspergerPoet56
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nothing new ever comes from the past
the death of a
smile,
the slow murder
of love,
careless,
small insect
words.
the damnable
intrusion of
old wrongs,
displaced,
projected.
shot like a
bullet from
rifles of our
past--
finding a
bullseye in
the present.
a door slams.
we stand alone,
again,
holding flowers
of heartache.
echoes of our
history pile up
around us like
dead birds falling
from the sky,
and death's closest
friend, loneliness,
leans forward,
whispering softly
into our ear,
"asshole."
Written by buddhakitty
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‘ESSE’ ~The Hinges Has to Cling On Tight... For The Flung Wide-Open Doors Of Freedom: On Essential Existentialism
"Esse" ~(Translated Version- 239 word count)
I looked at that face, dumbfounded. The lights of métro stations flew by; I didn’t notice them. What can be done, if our sight lacks absolute power to devour objects ecstatically, in an instant, leaving nothing more than the void of an ideal form, a sign like a hieroglyph simplified from the drawing of an animal or bird? A slightly snub nose, a high brow with sleekly brushed-back hair, the line of the chin – but why isn’t the power of sight absolute? – and in a whiteness tinged with pink two sculpted holes, containing a dark, lustrous lava. To absorb that face but to have it simultaneously against the background of all spring boughs, walls, waves, in its weeping, its laughter, moving it back fifteen years, or ahead thirty. To have. It is not even a desire. Like a butterfly, a fish, the stem of a plant, only more mysterious. And so it befell me that after so many attempts at naming the world, I am able only to repeat, harping on one string, the highest, the unique avowal beyond which no power can attain: I am, she is. Shout, blow the trumpets, make thousands-strong marches, leap, rend your clothing, repeating only: is!
She got out at Raspail. I was left behind with the immensity of existing things. A sponge, suffering because it cannot saturate itself; a river, suffering because reflections of clouds and trees are not clouds and trees.
Brie-Comte-Robert, 1954
By Czeslaw Milosz from “The Collected Poems 1931-1987”, 1988
Translated by Czeslaw Milosz and Robert Pinsky
"Esse" ~TRANSLATION: (my Version) 248 Word Count
idee'- fixed, like
a possessed aficionado...
I drained unto her
...spaced out
timelessly...
all others... consume...
in a blackout... to their
calling black holes..
lightning horses gallop- to
serially chasing light blocks: the
stations flown by- as dizzy
carousels just before,
now vanish traceless
…channelling in visions,
balloon the bloody tangled veins
to an exploding streamline.. as to
the gripping electric ganglionic
st(r)ings… of a primal drumming
bosom in banging echoes...
...sandwiched vulnerabilities
of a vascular… screams silent...
between Buddha soulcore…
& gazing gazelle frame...
the grand scheme of things! oh, not a thing...
hungering visions... how
deficiently dangles in the inedible
lies... of miraging librations
of skeletal Truth, in an
afloat surreal succulence
and, I go on...
a hyperbolic graphic of her
...but, why these facultative visions
just be not an obstinate Truth?
and, a gauzy reticulating
arteries are her georgette
cheeks, with twin~ tinkling
starry anime constellatory
flares...
to fully digest
such beatific panorama over
varifold Nature in its emoting
Times… either forward or
backward, is quite rapturously
a mind-boggling impossibility...
to possess...
is unimaginable, like a blade
of grass, a ladybird
...an enigma
petty mind
contemplates countlessly in
desperate deconstructions… to
an epiphany- an unconquerable
universality: bindingly unbound
presence
i, she... each one each now...
now is all
..as droplets over lotus leaves...
as she left at Raspail, I was
haplessly drowning in the apparitional
sea of lavishing apparencies... ...thrown
out in simultaneity... a fish in throes...
breathing the Skies of One Truth
Written by summultima
(uma)
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Lines On a Flag
An arab dies
an Israelite lies
"there was a knife"
becomes a way of life.
Olive tree
part of me
not of them.
an Israelite lies
"there was a knife"
becomes a way of life.
Olive tree
part of me
not of them.
Written by nikkimoe
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