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theyrejustwords
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:-))) thank you thank you!!!

Ahavati
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anna_grin said:anyone know how i can make this a nomination competition?

Webmiss can provide you with the steps.

theyrejustwords
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the day after

My therapist told me I should try wearing two different socks to
help me get over my anxiety. She said
that my brain falls all too quickly into the trap of the unknown, and that
some things are just not meant for me to control. The socks
are supposed to act as a tangible reminder of this intangible lesson that I have had
no luck
in learning.
I remember, I got
a haircut the month I started seeing her. You had told me
you were seeing someone, too, and it pushed me to better myself
the same way. Maybe one day we
could cut out these middle men,
I thought.

In the time it took for my hair to grow out
Iíve felt what itís like to have everything and nothing. Time
is kept by counting minutes and hours, days and months. But
the markers arenít important. Itís the changes that occur
in between the markers that give time meaning. The short, silky hairs
that used to drip down the back of my neck now fit
comfortably in my messy bun. Minutes have stayed the same and hours
donít change from one to the next but my hair reminds me Iím not
who I was when this began.
The remnants of yesterdays coffee are congealing in the mug
on my desk; a dismal reminder of my doleful efforts to fashion together
the fragmented-me that remained.

The thoughts in my head are heavy-footed, their
reverberations shaking me to the core. So different,
from the way you handled my heart. So gentle,
itís delicate warmth burrowed into the palm of your hand. Iím so sad but still I
feel so lucky to have handed it to someone who recognized how
precious, how fragile, so tender
the way you handed it back
as unscathed as you possibly could.

I donít know where to go now but I know I
canít stay here; even in my hazy heartbreak mind I know
this is for the best. I climb back into bed
at the end of the first of many inconsolable days, only to look down and see
Iím wearing two different socks.
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anna_grin
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thanks tjw x

theyrejustwords
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how do i nominate someone else's poem? still learning the ins and outs of DU...

Ahavati
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theyrejustwords said:how do i nominate someone else's poem? still learning the ins and outs of DU...

Copy and paste the link in a comment. The poem will show automatically. xo

AspergerPoet56
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Courtesy Comment, No Comment

essentially judged
with every breath   †
at every point of entry † †
bow down † †
compromise † †
† †
the monopoly † †
on the rules of etiquette † †
remember † †
equality is just a word † †
to be beaten with † †
† †
no matter † †
how you struggle † †
to be normal † †
it's never good enough † †
just zip it † †
† †
repressed freedom † †
be quiet don't be quiet † †
get under the thumb † †
just squirm †  
your feelings never matter † †
† †
it's courtesy to comment † †
forget the invisible cuts † †
given to your label † †
fuck your feelings † †
do as you're fucking told † †
† †
spastics † †
have to see monkey do † †
not to think †  
just react † †
to majority spew
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anna_grin
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thanks asp, very interesting submission

theyrejustwords
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THANKS!! :)

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Burning the toast

When morning broke my eyelids were still glued, a day as ordinary as a McDonald's burger I thought, having no great expectation for it. I groped around in the half light cursing, unable to find a wayward sock. That dammed imp that hides things away, we all have one in our homes.
You put a vital something down, turn your back and Hey Presto its gone. I walk into the kitchen with only one sock on inside my slippers, and just to lighten the mood I turn on the radio, The DJ's playing 70's pop, I hum along, but in my head know all the words.  
Fantastic I think, that guy will still be playing that a hundred years from now . David Bowie performing Life on Mars how droll I muse, as the toast starts to smoke, is that what mars smells like; burned toast. I start to sing "there's a Starman smelling of burned toast, he'd like to come and meet you but your just to self-engrossed "  still humming I continue buttering the slightly burned toast.
As I look through the window pane, as I crunched the toast thinking what a sad loss to the world not my sock you fool! but David Bowie, but then on reflection was he taken by the imp  
and hidden never to return. As I peered into the garden one of the gnomes in the rockery smiling gave me a wink. I look down, the profile in the bitten toast was likeness of David returned like a ghost
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anna_grin
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thanks again! some great entries.
still accepting self-nomination but i like the uplifting of other poets i see x

edit - im not 100% on how it actually works, i always seem to want to do something that the site doesnt allow for

fieryangelsouljia
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Thank you so much for submitting my poem, Ahvati. This means a lot. You're amazing 🖤

anna_grin
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i know i missed a hell of a lot more than poems, but Iím catching up. in the meantime please submit some more stunning work to heal my poor heart

Bluevelvete
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WHY?

Why we cant love one another?
Why these bitches start shit, turn around and call the jakes on a brother?
Why my niggas always caught in the system?
Why we fighting for a country thats gonna put us in prison?
Why I cant get a loan?
Why we in the streets more than the home?
Why these single mothers raising kids all on they own?
Why the Government be telling us lies?
Why the want us to die?
Why we divided?
Why we gotta pick sides?
Why do people hate me cause of my skin?
Why you telling all my business, we suppose to be friends?
Why we scared to be men?
Why we stuck in the trap?
Why we working everyday?
Why we gotta pay tax?
Why I cant relax?
Why we cant get along?
Why these rappers only talk about drugs in the songs?
Why we cant move on?
Why Kobe didnt drive his car?
Why is life so hard?
Why I cant get a job?
Why is COVID-19 only hitting the hood?
Why do people at the top get more than they should?
Why them niggas had to go and kill Mike?
Why the cops shoot blacks, but they dont shoot whites?
Why I fear for my life?
Why the hell I turn down my deal?
Why is niggas always broke after paying the bills?
Why my buzz in D.C. aint as big in New York?
Why the love me down south, but wont say it up north?
Why we still gotta fight to be free?
Why we still gotta march with signs?
Why we still keep dying?
Why the judge aint give you a bond?
Why do everybody say they miss you soon as you gone?
Why the doing us wrong?
Why Im not your underground Top-5?
Why they keep putting chemtrails up in the sky?
Why we never think to go and invest?
Why we never buy stocks, but we always in debt?
Why we chasing these checks?

WHY?




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Magdalena
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Key

I hid a thought once  
I buried it deep inside a word †  
inside a poem for you †  
and I charged that word with mojo †  
spiked it with my hard love voodoo. †  
I taught my charge to keep quiet †  
to sleep inside your mind †  
growing strong enough †  
to navigate the flows †  
through the heart †  
to the loins †  
then back through the mind †  
searching out those secret places †  
into which it could wiggle †  
its nasty little self †  
infecting you with me. †  
That word you can't quite remember reading †  
that held that thought †  
still draws you inexplicably back †  
down the trail of each new line †  
lost and looking for the clearing †  
and at every turn home feels so close †  
as I lead you deeper down the rough and wild. †  
† †
It wasn't hard †  
a few good guesses about a bad daddy †  
some details that might be true of anyone †  
pinpricks to breach the dam †  
and I burst through from all sides †  
until you swore I'd invaded your darkest recess †  
like a jaguar stalking your thicket †  
where you are clawless, so vulnerable †  
that you surrender yourself as my sole prey.

But these are not your woods. †  
I laid the lines and grew the poetry upon them. †  
I darkened the sky †  
hung the moon and soaked the moss †  
planted every tree and twisted each root †  
and made this purposeful path where I pass †  
ahead holding the only light †  
that leads you farther in. †  
That glow is not my heart of gold, †  
but the sheen of a well worn key †  
one that I had hidden once †  
working all the while inside of you.
Written by braggman (Steve Bragg)
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This is an oldie by an oldie member who's work I love. I hope he doesn't mind me entering his poem.




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