Poetry competition CLOSED 22nd April 2021 4:47pm
WINNER
Anonymous
Anonymous
Poem of the Month April 2021
Poetry Contest Description
It's time for our
You have THREE weeks to nominate no more than THREE of your favorite poems from another DUP poet!
Please note the following guidelines when making nominations:
The voting for this competition is anonymous; therefore,spoken word nominations will be disqualified. You may nominate Spoken Word pieces in the competition below.
Spoken Word of the Month Comp is here:
https://deepundergroundpoetry.com/forum/competitions/read/11883/
New Member ( six ( 6 ) months of less ) of the Month comp is here:
https://deepundergroundpoetry.com/forum/competitions/read/11881/
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 DUPLICATE NOMINATIONS. If you nominate a poem that has already been nominated you will be asked to replace the nomination.
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 winning will be automatically disqualified.
6. One win per member per calendar year, beginning with the month they win.
7. Please notify your nominee they have been nominated.
Nomination Duration is three weeks followed by a week of site voting!
Current Poem of the Month Hall of Famers:
2021:
January - brokentitanium (k.)
February - Being voted on
March - X
2020
January- NEW BEGINNINGS
February - EDIBLE WORDS
March - MADAME LAVENDER
APRIL - MONKEYMAN
MAY - TIMAGINATION543
JUNE - LEPPEROCHAN (Craic-Dealer)
JULY - STRANGEWAYS_ROB
August - Daniel Christensen
September - Aspergerpoet
October - Lunagreyhawk
November - Kristinax
December - Ahavati
2019
January - DANIELCHRISTENSEN
February - SOPHIE_ERICSON
March - AUDIOHARLEEA
April - FROM THE ASH
May - MISS_SUB
June - NAAJIR
July - LAYLA
August, 2019 - AHAVATI
September - MISS_SUB
October - HOWLING_WHELMS
November - JOHNNY BLAZE
December - RACHEL_LAUREN
2018
January - LADY_OF_THE_QUILL
February - LEPPEROCHAN Craic in a Box
March - TINABUBUYA (Tee Mali)
April - CROWFLY
May - ATOMIKBOMB
June - MISS_SUB (Missy)
July - MEADOWSWEET
August - LAYLA
September - COLD FUSION
October - TODSKI28
November - TheMUSE22
December - BENDER
2017
January - VEE
February - CRIMSIN
March - ONEFIFTYSIX
April - DANIEL CHRISTENSEN
May - ALEXANDER CASE
June - AEMelia564
July - THE_SILLY_SIBYL (Jack Thomas Heslop)
August - QUIETUSQUILL
September - _SHADOE_
October - POETSREVENGE
November - NAAJIR
December - POETSPEAK
2016
November - JOHN FEDDELER
December - AHAVATI
Please note the following guidelines when making nominations:
The voting for this competition is anonymous; therefore,spoken word nominations will be disqualified. You may nominate Spoken Word pieces in the competition below.
Spoken Word of the Month Comp is here:
https://deepundergroundpoetry.com/forum/competitions/read/11883/
New Member ( six ( 6 ) months of less ) of the Month comp is here:
https://deepundergroundpoetry.com/forum/competitions/read/11881/
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 DUPLICATE NOMINATIONS. If you nominate a poem that has already been nominated you will be asked to replace the nomination.
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 winning will be automatically disqualified.
6. One win per member per calendar year, beginning with the month they win.
7. Please notify your nominee they have been nominated.
Nomination Duration is three weeks followed by a week of site voting!
Current Poem of the Month Hall of Famers:
2021:
January - brokentitanium (k.)
February - Being voted on
March - X
2020
January- NEW BEGINNINGS
February - EDIBLE WORDS
March - MADAME LAVENDER
APRIL - MONKEYMAN
MAY - TIMAGINATION543
JUNE - LEPPEROCHAN (Craic-Dealer)
JULY - STRANGEWAYS_ROB
August - Daniel Christensen
September - Aspergerpoet
October - Lunagreyhawk
November - Kristinax
December - Ahavati
2019
January - DANIELCHRISTENSEN
February - SOPHIE_ERICSON
March - AUDIOHARLEEA
April - FROM THE ASH
May - MISS_SUB
June - NAAJIR
July - LAYLA
August, 2019 - AHAVATI
September - MISS_SUB
October - HOWLING_WHELMS
November - JOHNNY BLAZE
December - RACHEL_LAUREN
2018
January - LADY_OF_THE_QUILL
February - LEPPEROCHAN Craic in a Box
March - TINABUBUYA (Tee Mali)
April - CROWFLY
May - ATOMIKBOMB
June - MISS_SUB (Missy)
July - MEADOWSWEET
August - LAYLA
September - COLD FUSION
October - TODSKI28
November - TheMUSE22
December - BENDER
2017
January - VEE
February - CRIMSIN
March - ONEFIFTYSIX
April - DANIEL CHRISTENSEN
May - ALEXANDER CASE
June - AEMelia564
July - THE_SILLY_SIBYL (Jack Thomas Heslop)
August - QUIETUSQUILL
September - _SHADOE_
October - POETSREVENGE
November - NAAJIR
December - POETSPEAK
2016
November - JOHN FEDDELER
December - AHAVATI
Related submission no longer exists.
Thank you for accepting the torch for this awesome competition, Luna!
https://deepundergroundpoetry.com/poems/414597-light-whisperer/
https://deepundergroundpoetry.com/poems/414597-light-whisperer/
Anonymous
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Opportunities Knocked
I saw god in the face of an addict
something honest almost pure
in the sweating rattle
of his vulnerability
as his purged body shook
for another taste of golden brown
I met Einstein in a jail cell
making out of it
all he could
taking every opportunity
however limited
to build a ladder
out of hell
Still we slip between the lines
near where poverty meets crime
still we slip behind the times
with our economic shackle
and fabricated fines
Still we suffer for corporate crimes
appeased by bull shit, beer and little white lines
just pay the fine
wear their electronic shackle
at the threat of doing time
The Virgin Mary lives in a bedsit across the road
birthed our saviour from the station toilets
pale frail
fourteen and all alone
Picasso paints masterpieces from the garage
with a homemade tattoo gun
never having held a brush
while the solo voice of a falling angel
singing out for nothing more than intoxicated fun
breaks the deafening grey silence
of this twilight urban hush
I’ve seen the greatest act of kindness
in a deed that no one ever knew was done
and courage from a beggar
where no ‘better’ man did rush
Still we slip between the lines
between the system’s binds
still we slip behind the times
looking for another kind
Still we slip behind the times
who knows how many minds
slip between the lines
this
the greater crime
but some day soon it will all be fine...
something honest almost pure
in the sweating rattle
of his vulnerability
as his purged body shook
for another taste of golden brown
I met Einstein in a jail cell
making out of it
all he could
taking every opportunity
however limited
to build a ladder
out of hell
Still we slip between the lines
near where poverty meets crime
still we slip behind the times
with our economic shackle
and fabricated fines
Still we suffer for corporate crimes
appeased by bull shit, beer and little white lines
just pay the fine
wear their electronic shackle
at the threat of doing time
The Virgin Mary lives in a bedsit across the road
birthed our saviour from the station toilets
pale frail
fourteen and all alone
Picasso paints masterpieces from the garage
with a homemade tattoo gun
never having held a brush
while the solo voice of a falling angel
singing out for nothing more than intoxicated fun
breaks the deafening grey silence
of this twilight urban hush
I’ve seen the greatest act of kindness
in a deed that no one ever knew was done
and courage from a beggar
where no ‘better’ man did rush
Still we slip between the lines
between the system’s binds
still we slip behind the times
looking for another kind
Still we slip behind the times
who knows how many minds
slip between the lines
this
the greater crime
but some day soon it will all be fine...
Written by monkeyman
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STANDING ON MY HEAD WHILE THE WORLD GOES BY
a presidential
election
a new pandemic
a different face
working behind
the counter at
my favorite coffee
shop
it must be the end
of the world
snake in the
grass
rolling snake
eyes
snake charmer
calls the tune
feels like snakes
under my skin,
but I haven't done
drugs in decades
forgetting the lessons
of the past,
you're either for us or
against us
the middle ground
is a sink
hole
the world ends with
an unasked
question
not because the
question was
unimportant
but because God
knew we were
deaf
fate is a comely
woman dressed
in a red leather
teddy with a whip
in her hand
and I witness it
all--
standing on my
head while the
world goes by
Written by buddhakitty
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If it Weren't For God
Well if it weren't for God
I'd still be in love..
and I'd still be a child
sweet as the rain,
bold and unafraid-
If it weren't for God
I would be alive
not a sin, nor a vice
just and freed, a Wild Heart,
the dance on summer's light
And if it weren't for God
My old friends would be here
my family would love me
the lovers of my youth would hold me
and we would live without fear
but it's because of God
that the lovers of my past
shook their heads
my father raged and he prayed
that his daughter would obey,
that she wouldn't go astray
But I am a Wild Heart
strike me down with your hate
beat me and bruise me
hurt me and use me
bury me in welts
when you shake your cane
bow your head
and give false praise
for it's because of God
that all my sisters die
that my mother heaved
and then cried
when her mother spat
and then said,
"I wish you weren't mine"
It's because of God
That my soul still bleeds
and I would sooner burn
than see church doors...
Oh I wish it would all just burn
because when you sigh, I yearn
to wipe God's memory...
Take your face in my hands
help you see, help you unlearn
the faults that were never yours
The battles of our youth
may be over
but our minds...
They're still at war
I'd still be in love..
and I'd still be a child
sweet as the rain,
bold and unafraid-
If it weren't for God
I would be alive
not a sin, nor a vice
just and freed, a Wild Heart,
the dance on summer's light
And if it weren't for God
My old friends would be here
my family would love me
the lovers of my youth would hold me
and we would live without fear
but it's because of God
that the lovers of my past
shook their heads
my father raged and he prayed
that his daughter would obey,
that she wouldn't go astray
But I am a Wild Heart
strike me down with your hate
beat me and bruise me
hurt me and use me
bury me in welts
when you shake your cane
bow your head
and give false praise
for it's because of God
that all my sisters die
that my mother heaved
and then cried
when her mother spat
and then said,
"I wish you weren't mine"
It's because of God
That my soul still bleeds
and I would sooner burn
than see church doors...
Oh I wish it would all just burn
because when you sigh, I yearn
to wipe God's memory...
Take your face in my hands
help you see, help you unlearn
the faults that were never yours
The battles of our youth
may be over
but our minds...
They're still at war
Written by fieryangelsouljia
(M6rr6g6n)
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Anonymous
TO BECOME INTRICATELY WOVEN
From the very beginning of you and me, I felt an inner connection in the deepness of my soul unveiling. The true meaning of being apart of something so pure and enlightening. That it would always have a special place in my heart and soul. For you came into my life like a ray of sunshine that warms my heart, from the inside out giving me the opportunity to rediscover what is real and rare love again. For how can I live without you within the depth of my deepness, and not feel something so beautiful between two people who are willing and able to grow like a precious rose. Yet even as we lay entwine realigning our thoughts and feelings and emotions, I don't want you to feel that you can't express how much you really hurt deep within your heart. For I don't want you to think that you can't talk to me, about the silent thoughts that runs through your mind in the dead of the night. For I want you and me, to never feel like we are afraid and alone, in the abyss of the darkness of the storms of life that can truly alter our lives. For as long as you and I can find each other within the depth of the darkness, we will never be separated by time and space. For we will always remain standing tall as fighters and warriors, two souls connecting mentally and emotionally and physically and spiritually going through the chaos of the darkness.
Written by Stoney223
(WOLF BAY33)
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New Place, New Location, Same Person.
I watched someone move
a million miles away to escape,
themselves,
only to find themselves tangled inside
themselves again.
a million miles away to escape,
themselves,
only to find themselves tangled inside
themselves again.
Written by nikkimoe
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