Poetry competition CLOSED 2nd November 2020 11:54pm
WINNER
LunaGreyhawk
LunaGreyhawk
RUNNER-UP:
DaisyGrace
Poem of the month: October
Poetry Contest Description
It’s time to acknowledge and nominate outstanding written work on DU for the month of October!
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
August 2020 Daniel Christensen
September 2020 Aspergerpoet
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
August 2020 Daniel Christensen
September 2020 Aspergerpoet
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
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Cogitatus
how long
do I have -
before your
glazed eyes
greet me
when I pause
to look up
from my page?
each time
I think to myself
~who else is here?~
I’ve spilled every
last drop
of the battle
I suit up for
on any given
Tuesday;
what remains
before I run out
of ways to say
I’m not alright?
~I won’t ever be alright~
but as long as
you’re willing
to watch this
fight to the death,
I’m willing
to put on
a show
when my throat
becomes scratchy,
full of that
darkness
that can’t get
quite comfortable
here
~not anymore~
then I’ll come,
and put my face
to the door,
and I’ll open it wide,
spilling my guts
to you
until nothing is left
but the last fight
and the soft light
on the other side
of this battlefield
do I have -
before your
glazed eyes
greet me
when I pause
to look up
from my page?
each time
I think to myself
~who else is here?~
I’ve spilled every
last drop
of the battle
I suit up for
on any given
Tuesday;
what remains
before I run out
of ways to say
I’m not alright?
~I won’t ever be alright~
but as long as
you’re willing
to watch this
fight to the death,
I’m willing
to put on
a show
when my throat
becomes scratchy,
full of that
darkness
that can’t get
quite comfortable
here
~not anymore~
then I’ll come,
and put my face
to the door,
and I’ll open it wide,
spilling my guts
to you
until nothing is left
but the last fight
and the soft light
on the other side
of this battlefield
Written by LunaGreyhawk
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The Addict’s Daughter
you’d get a good laugh
if you could see
the oxygen cannula
pressing your chapped lips
into cartoonish arcs;
you’d snort your amusement
in that sarcastic way
that kept us tethered
because there was nothing else
I’ve suddenly developed
a peculiar insanity,
that point of no return
where laughter and tears
do shady deals
to earn prime real estate
on my cheeks
full of useless rage,
simmering just beneath my skin -
a boiling pot, its lid too tight
begging for calm
just a little longer
I’ve been breaking that promise
for years now
you were good to me,
once or twice
upon a time;
that heart failing you now
was once too big
for this world,
although not where those
who lived under your roof
were concerned
God is always watching
and boy does He love
to keep score
but we’ll get to that
in those moments,
you left such an impression,
I’ve been looking for you
ever since
a lesson in expectations
your parting gift;
it’s quite generous of you -
I know now it matters not
how long
you’ve been waiting
for a thing,
you’ll never be ready
when it arrives
the monitor beeps loudly,
startling me
as if you heard my thoughts;
even while you sleep,
I’m still afraid of you
your (self)righteous anger
follows me everywhere
I wonder if,
when you’re gone,
I’ll finally stop
looking over my shoulder
for your disapproval
But, I still want you to love me
I hate myself for this,
and I wish you even cared
that I do,
but you stopped caring
about anything
except cut-up straws,
the street price
of foxy roxy’s,
and the gilded compacts
used to powder your nose;
I pretended so hard
I didn’t see them all
tucked into every corner
of your crumbling house,
my entire life ended up
in on the ruse
your doctor called
and told me to come,
sit and find peace
before you go;
but he doesn’t know
you can’t give me any;
you’ve never had it yourself
but I have no hatred for you,
nor have I any pain left to feel
sitting uncomfortable
in this sticky vinyl chair,
I’m here to let you go;
holding my coffee
long gone cold,
I tell you about serenity -
the kind I found
right on the other side
of acceptance;
and I know this is true
because I’m leaving here
with zero remaining burden
for your choices,
knowing I was never
one of them
if you could see
the oxygen cannula
pressing your chapped lips
into cartoonish arcs;
you’d snort your amusement
in that sarcastic way
that kept us tethered
because there was nothing else
I’ve suddenly developed
a peculiar insanity,
that point of no return
where laughter and tears
do shady deals
to earn prime real estate
on my cheeks
full of useless rage,
simmering just beneath my skin -
a boiling pot, its lid too tight
begging for calm
just a little longer
I’ve been breaking that promise
for years now
you were good to me,
once or twice
upon a time;
that heart failing you now
was once too big
for this world,
although not where those
who lived under your roof
were concerned
God is always watching
and boy does He love
to keep score
but we’ll get to that
in those moments,
you left such an impression,
I’ve been looking for you
ever since
a lesson in expectations
your parting gift;
it’s quite generous of you -
I know now it matters not
how long
you’ve been waiting
for a thing,
you’ll never be ready
when it arrives
the monitor beeps loudly,
startling me
as if you heard my thoughts;
even while you sleep,
I’m still afraid of you
your (self)righteous anger
follows me everywhere
I wonder if,
when you’re gone,
I’ll finally stop
looking over my shoulder
for your disapproval
But, I still want you to love me
I hate myself for this,
and I wish you even cared
that I do,
but you stopped caring
about anything
except cut-up straws,
the street price
of foxy roxy’s,
and the gilded compacts
used to powder your nose;
I pretended so hard
I didn’t see them all
tucked into every corner
of your crumbling house,
my entire life ended up
in on the ruse
your doctor called
and told me to come,
sit and find peace
before you go;
but he doesn’t know
you can’t give me any;
you’ve never had it yourself
but I have no hatred for you,
nor have I any pain left to feel
sitting uncomfortable
in this sticky vinyl chair,
I’m here to let you go;
holding my coffee
long gone cold,
I tell you about serenity -
the kind I found
right on the other side
of acceptance;
and I know this is true
because I’m leaving here
with zero remaining burden
for your choices,
knowing I was never
one of them
Written by LunaGreyhawk
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Anonymous
requiem
the final petal of a
rose reciting Dylan
Thomas
the last inch of
the candles wick
losing courage
shadows cower
in a corner
arguing with
day
an old bicycle
bent, rusted,
unable to turn
left or right
the moon
doubting the
persistence
of stars
this,
is
what
love
knows
Written by buddhakitty
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Anonymous
Feast for Sinners
I am your confessional
Taking your sins to the food bank
Mashing them up into something delicious
Feast for the sinners who tried redemption
Realized that they weren’t really sinners
That desire comes in like the wind
You wear an extra layer
Then
March on
Taking your sins to the food bank
Mashing them up into something delicious
Feast for the sinners who tried redemption
Realized that they weren’t really sinners
That desire comes in like the wind
You wear an extra layer
Then
March on
Written by PoetSpeak
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New Constant
The brightest luminary
Of any night sky
My new constant
A guiding star
Giving me lover's sight
dreams beyond infinity-
want to dance with you
Lay my head
On your chest
Slowly sway
To some lover's song
And in your fiery flames
I will rise
Phoenix high
Burning away
pain
raising into our euphoria
Where I will love
My reflection in your eyes
want to be your thunder
The reason your heart races
The smiles beams
Of any night sky
My new constant
A guiding star
Giving me lover's sight
dreams beyond infinity-
want to dance with you
Lay my head
On your chest
Slowly sway
To some lover's song
And in your fiery flames
I will rise
Phoenix high
Burning away
pain
raising into our euphoria
Where I will love
My reflection in your eyes
want to be your thunder
The reason your heart races
The smiles beams
Written by AspergerPoet56
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Anonymous
Amnesia
Pale shadows emerge from the gloom
All I have left is a shaky haze over the dark water
Only a cold fog over the river of oblivion
An ephemeral shelter in the middle of a distant summer
He promised by the unclouded sky
Where all things are warmed by your love,
Where all things are warmed by your care
Where are you now? I'm so cold here
The boarded-up house is empty and dilapidated
It would be enough for me to know that you are somewhere
Only the illusion of closeness is all I need
Where are you now?
Frost on the wires, paralyzing cold filled all the cracks
I close my eyes and go back there
Where the wind sways on an old children's swing
It doesn't scare me so much, cruel irony
But now I know a remedy for life
A few more drops to speed up the agony
A few more drops to fall into amnesia ...
However, the truth is not so important to me now,
After all, no one else in the world remembers,
The body is just a symbol, an identification mark,
You are not next to me, and the symbol has long been dead
I want to swim without opening my eyes
Over the horizon, washed with tears of life
Lost forever in the twilight skies
In the merciful mists of my amnesia ...
All I have left is a shaky haze over the dark water
Only a cold fog over the river of oblivion
An ephemeral shelter in the middle of a distant summer
He promised by the unclouded sky
Where all things are warmed by your love,
Where all things are warmed by your care
Where are you now? I'm so cold here
The boarded-up house is empty and dilapidated
It would be enough for me to know that you are somewhere
Only the illusion of closeness is all I need
Where are you now?
Frost on the wires, paralyzing cold filled all the cracks
I close my eyes and go back there
Where the wind sways on an old children's swing
It doesn't scare me so much, cruel irony
But now I know a remedy for life
A few more drops to speed up the agony
A few more drops to fall into amnesia ...
However, the truth is not so important to me now,
After all, no one else in the world remembers,
The body is just a symbol, an identification mark,
You are not next to me, and the symbol has long been dead
I want to swim without opening my eyes
Over the horizon, washed with tears of life
Lost forever in the twilight skies
In the merciful mists of my amnesia ...
Written by KristinaX
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und(eb)atable
until unto
the impossibly
stretching
.
a point of no
return, I
daringly~
dreamily
t o u c h this
spiralling in
enigmatic
byzantine
as...
every(other)thing
comes out, all
through
the channelling
in & in & inner,
deep
unto the
farthermost
out & out
of the
One incessantly
consuming back
the (re)birthing
b l a c k (w) h o l e
therein, the
slow~ burning
in sooty ashes
of a convulsive
heart in an
yielded kneel~
down death~
pyre
yet how it
congeals
a massively gritty
original chunk
bucking up..
from the
springing tears
of a squeezy
swollen~ sponge
of a dire~ diehard
wrenching painy
lump sum~ ly
imbibing heart
in (s)ho(u)ld(er)ing
recirculations
of an ever
revivifying a-
n e w n o w
Written by summultima
(uma)
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