OFFICIAL DUP Glo/NaPoWriMo 2021 Competition

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The Mystery of Fernweh

My eyes belong to the crow
flying atop tall trees, swaying
in gentle breeze; silvery leaves
tinkle millions of  tiny bells,
lulling me into deep longing
for earth's musky essence.

Moss grows northern, rooted firm:
fingers splaying down, tightly  
clutching furcated pleura.

Restored, expelling warm soil,
this soul returns home.

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Satellite

[ . . . ]

Part I: Anatomy of a Cycle

ii.  

Musical—

Acoustical vibration
one. . .cycle. . . per. . .second
movements: symphonic, suite
sonata, or string quartet;  
an individual composer's  
completed performance  
of compartmental work  

Harmonic progression
repeated sequences, rooted—
twelve-bar blues  
indefinitely repeated  
chords of variation: melodic and lyrical
forming compositional allure  

Universal Musica
Music of the Spheres—
an ancient conception  
regarding celestial bodies:  
the Sun, Moon, and planets  
utilizing proportional space  

An inaudible resonance—
Her steadfast orbit
inspiring epochs  
of audible music  
. . .

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[ Of Power And Rings ] Moria

Mighty Dwarven mansions
and mithril mines
---now a monumental tomb

encorpsulating four days' march
through Misty Mountains' gloom;

on precarious, crevassed crossing
---the Bridge of Khazad-dum---

we listen to drums beat

doom doom doom

Prelude to war
signaling our defeat

punctuated with nameless terror

In carved expansions and confines
once known by Durin's Folk as
Dwarrowdelf

there is no room for error

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Far Away

Thirty poems
Thirty days
So much coffee
Canoeing brain waves
Nothing written
Everything gained
Freshly smitten
Runaway trained
Too distracted
To even think
Trophy eyed impacted
Writing on the sync
Laptop open
T.V. blastin
Barely copin’
Only fastin
Three days in
I’m still moody
Plans to win
April’s a movie
Easter’s here
The bunny hops
Eat my fear
Write nonstop
Who needs food
My stomach aches
Mouse is glued
No time for breaks
Let me ramble
Rant and rave
Prove example
Must behave
Napo Napo 21
Kickin off without a hitch
Brain numbing has begun
My poeting is now rich
Three days gone
Twenty-seven on the way
I’m passin out on the lawn
I’m comatose
The finish line
So far away

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Upon you

I am captivated,
A witness to the mountains ridgeline,
The crisp mark of its climb,
The fine combs of trees as they stand,
Marking different lays of unseen land,
Merging amongst the graduated silhouettes,
Their contrast upon the horizons line,
The graduation of a fading days amber,
Bleeding into a midnight blue,
With this view,
What else can I do,
But look out,
Upon you..

#3

Campfire

It starts at dusk with quiet simple strum.
‘It’s campfire time!’ the gleeful kids exclaim.
Lost souls align with rhythm of the drum.

Melodious solo bids the campers come -
marshmallow sticks are shared as well as names;
It starts at dusk with quiet simple strum.

They might come happy, or they might feel glum:
with eyes obscured by flickering of flames,
lost souls align with rhythm of the drum.

The more reserved in sotto voce hum,
while others unleash harmonies untamed.
It starts at dusk with quiet simple strum.

Who knows just what this evening might become?
Confessions flow as laughter eases shame;
lost souls align with rhythm of the drum.

In darkness, ballads mingle with the rum,
and drinking songs set merry hearts aflame.
It starts at dusk with quiet simple strum;
Lost souls align with rhythm of the drum.

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Music Passion One

Folk Rock
is my comfort zone
when lost and alone
It’s there I find home
if beset by depression
feelings of failure
I rush to my core
and sing some James Taylor

Rock’n Roll
soft or hard
emoting free rebellion
transports me
on bright sweaty stage
where my loyal fans
scream with rabid glee
as I shred
my air black SG
with utter abandon
to AC/DC

Blues
Deep soulful evidence
That many more
than just Jesus and me
know the troubles I see
smarting, hurt from life’s stings
I find empathy
when BB King sings

Unique word: 81

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Closet Monsters

Closet monsters
Cupboards checked
Creeps and lurkers
Momentary neglect
Trusted anons
Perceptions preset
Unaknowledged eradication
Cope, just accept!

Rage or upset?
Not sure... sumone intercept
A moment of happiness
Somethings are new yet
Trust is a strange thing
Pain stakes high on my bet
Cryin ‘all in’ and
I Deserve nuthing less
Seared in scarification
Of prior standards met
Passed on to a new love
That expects more respect!

Not past I know... it’s...
An ongoing infliction
Present full of confliction
Heart seems full of conviction
Much love to give
So Many restrictions
Any Happiness forfilled
Has become an addiction
My Love comprehension
Oh.... What a depiction!

Eyes glaze in hope
Dulled with judgements
Projection, prediction
What do you see here
Tell me... Am I different...
do I have something
missing...
Can you see my scars
Do you see me as a victim
Misunderstood first times
Its not a guilty admission
Taunted n haunted by
Neglected conditions

Love that you crave
You can’t see
it’s been given
Acceptant is the key
For all you’ve been wishin.
Aknowledge your history
Accept healing
Its part of the mission
Be mindful of targets
Crossfired by your ammunition
I understand the fire
The rage
The position
I feel how nuthing erases
The depth of the vision
I love you enough
So let’s make it together our mission
To help you escape ‘survivors prison!’

With Hands that care
No secrets or lies
No pretense, No disrespect
n nothing to hide
Just takin your side
Ride into our venture
Not fearful Of danger
I want you to be safe
Do you still see a stranger?

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World Unbecoming

Brothers and sisters
leading parrellel lives  complacency had erased
their vision

Ways of living stifled
their  growth their attempt
to find freedom through wealth had misplaced the goal
of soul evolution

The old womans words
called on the universal laws
to  restore harmony.
The law of karma
and of free will
The law of wisdom
and the law of grace
By her side stood three
elders, together they invoked
the rule of three

Through cause and effect vibrations appeared
as a ripple in a pond
returning as a harmonious frequency to join with others
of its kind

Herbs will smoke,
hearts will sing
Bring forth energy
from you, and me
align the chi
transform souls
and selfish desires
burn ego in the fire
return to thee
the power of three

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On Rebirth

her bumble of bees
and deciduous trees,
Spring’s unveiling invention;
shake of her shoulder
eye the beholder,
Flower’s blooming intention

display of green leaf
enchanting motif,
Thaw acquiesces his throne;
sweet singing of birds
love’s soft-spoken words,
Hope springs among the seeds sown

her groaning of ground
now quickens the sound,
Moss and the moonstone cast spells;
growth of the forest
moon-path of Horus,
rebirth of earth on a swell

56 Unique words

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Poems for Dummies

The struggle is real
I’ve got nothing to say
dealing with a road block
nope, no poem today

Eeek! why won’t the words come
I’m starting to become undone
26 days to go, where’s the fun?
contemplating getting up to run!

but no I won’t go, I will stay
facing this challenge every day  
including now, while I write this drool
wearing the face of a poetic fool

next year I’ll pick a theme
for now, victory is but a dream
I’ll be back tomorrow to try again
to see this challenge through to the end

lol no judgment please
I am but a humble Poetess you see
writers block is obstructing my view
NaPo members good luck to you boo!

4/30

Decalcify And Fly

Never let anyone downplay your struggle
We've all got our boulders that we juggle
Unless we live in bubbles devoid of life
It's inevitable we'll endure some strife

Life's rife with it from sunrise to sunset
All we can do is make the best of what we get
Some days the excrement will get thigh high
Transform testaments into ribbons in the sky

For even blind eyes can see beauty in the fall
Leaves descend from trees but trees stand tall
Ball if you gotta but then dry your weary eyes
Crawl if you gotta but make sure that you rise

Many times our cries seem to fall on deaf ears
Even mimes at times gotta gesture their tears
Peers, out of fear, allow third eyes to calcify
Seeing no evil, hearing no evil; as they comply

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Come and Get Me

Demons come howling, scratching my door, clawing
Raking my fortress, my fortitude, gnawing
Slowly poisoning the waters that envelop my mind
No matter the blockades I erect down I find
Some weakness in the walls, some minor flaw, some crack
Which they have all seen and so choose to attack
Reinforcing the mar does very little to dissuade
As the small crack becomes larger, defenses begin to fade
Seemingly hopeless ready for the pit of despair
Nothing more that I can do, there’s no emergency flare
No one will aid in a rescue, not just for me
I’ll just have to keep fighting and fixing these walls so I see
I’m not in need of a hero, not in need of saving
Somehow I’ll turn this around and do the enslaving


Unique words: 94

3/30

Porcelain Beauty

This porcelain beauty
Clothed in lace and satin
Will one day, earn back
All the chips gone away
And the ruby cheek stain
In all her delicate glory
This porcelain beauty
Won’t seek revenge
In her aged ivory
She can wait
As value grows
With each passing day
Because nobody knows
That dolls shut away
Won’t wither like roses
Her season is only starting
Prepare for blooming
This porcelain beauty
Fragile, for she knows
The reality
That one wrongdoing
Will shatter her
Porcelain beauty
She’s already been
Cracked by hands
Unaware
Of her sensitivity
But it is this very quality
That makes her a rarity
A treasure
And even sought after

Her porcelain beauty