Poetry competition CLOSED 23rd July 2021 5:21am
WINNER
jemac
jemac
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Poem of the Month - July 2021
Poetry Contest Description
Poem of the Month July 2021
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:
(Link coming soon!)
New Member ( six ( 6 ) months of less ) of the Month comp is here:
(Link coming soon!)
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 - SatinUgal
March - X
April - RiAN
May - DaisyGrace
June - Bluevelvete
July - Jemac
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:
(Link coming soon!)
New Member ( six ( 6 ) months of less ) of the Month comp is here:
(Link coming soon!)
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 - SatinUgal
March - X
April - RiAN
May - DaisyGrace
June - Bluevelvete
July - Jemac
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
I DON'T HATE: I AVOID
I hate don't anyone its too much work
Too many people around me makes me go berserk
People don't really get my quirks
So I lurk
I avoid physical contact unless it pleases me completely
I try to live my life in peace - Discreetly
Living in worlds I created so neatly
Finding myself happy there concretely'
I can virtually be forward and I invade people's space
In real life I tend to keep my mouth shut and know my place
Like any female I like feeling sexy and I like wearing lace (alter ego)
But only those I let know me will see my true face
Being tough and protecting myself is a must
I let people way too close and believed in a thing called trust
Things that happened were very unjust
But that doesn't change the fact that I now have to live with disgust (my past)
I care too much and seldom expect the same
I think Id be happy even If someone just remembered my name
When no one knows your secrets there can be no shame
Its not the world I'm afraid off, Its myself I need to tame
Judge this book by her cover if that is what make you feel ok
My true self is precious and only if you open me I can display
Who I am truly the rest is just foreplay
I know what I bring to the table baby - Full Buffet
I don't hate
I just avoid
*LENE*
Too many people around me makes me go berserk
People don't really get my quirks
So I lurk
I avoid physical contact unless it pleases me completely
I try to live my life in peace - Discreetly
Living in worlds I created so neatly
Finding myself happy there concretely'
I can virtually be forward and I invade people's space
In real life I tend to keep my mouth shut and know my place
Like any female I like feeling sexy and I like wearing lace (alter ego)
But only those I let know me will see my true face
Being tough and protecting myself is a must
I let people way too close and believed in a thing called trust
Things that happened were very unjust
But that doesn't change the fact that I now have to live with disgust (my past)
I care too much and seldom expect the same
I think Id be happy even If someone just remembered my name
When no one knows your secrets there can be no shame
Its not the world I'm afraid off, Its myself I need to tame
Judge this book by her cover if that is what make you feel ok
My true self is precious and only if you open me I can display
Who I am truly the rest is just foreplay
I know what I bring to the table baby - Full Buffet
I don't hate
I just avoid
*LENE*
Written by SLYMBEKQUEEN
(BLAZE-QUEEN)
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Anonymous
the flesh saves
born owning nothing
more then the skin
covering my bones
time rented,
barely a soul
to spare
after sixty plus
years, still stealing
kisses from the
stars and choking
on dirty words from
strangers in dark
bar room corners
haunted by the
holy ghost,
hunted by the
arrow of
time
hurried by the
fury of
life
ragtag, raging and
marching against
the tide of
sanity and
reason
those too few nights
of miraculous,
precious
passion
riding the waves of
another persons
body
owning nothing
but the skin
that covers
these old
bones
but that is enough
to hold a dream,
to let go of
fear
and to find
life
more then the skin
covering my bones
time rented,
barely a soul
to spare
after sixty plus
years, still stealing
kisses from the
stars and choking
on dirty words from
strangers in dark
bar room corners
haunted by the
holy ghost,
hunted by the
arrow of
time
hurried by the
fury of
life
ragtag, raging and
marching against
the tide of
sanity and
reason
those too few nights
of miraculous,
precious
passion
riding the waves of
another persons
body
owning nothing
but the skin
that covers
these old
bones
but that is enough
to hold a dream,
to let go of
fear
and to find
life
Written by buddhakitty
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swallowtail
reaching through reams
of darkness
your cocoon
a mere twist of fate
torn through the seams
of time
expanding superbulous
oh how you fly
on glorified wings
to the most treasured places
mingling your essence
in every flower
dusting your beauty
into the hearts of every
inner child
who longs to capture
everything you are ...
if we only understood
your short journey
joy actualized
into our bellies
where laughter
lifts you to the heavens
🦋
of darkness
your cocoon
a mere twist of fate
torn through the seams
of time
expanding superbulous
oh how you fly
on glorified wings
to the most treasured places
mingling your essence
in every flower
dusting your beauty
into the hearts of every
inner child
who longs to capture
everything you are ...
if we only understood
your short journey
joy actualized
into our bellies
where laughter
lifts you to the heavens
🦋
Written by jemac
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[ CC ] The Second Coming of Yeats
He may haft died on a dark, cold day
during the meanest of seasons
but this was not his ending
for poets like Yeats defy time
through dedication to craft
and persistence of rhyme;
a mere coupling of reasons
why he's considered one of the greats
And regarding the written word
the lowliest disciple among us
eagerly awaits his return and many
more mooning, swooning spectacles
the likes of which you've already read
Ah, penny, brown penny, brown penny!
We discover ourselves immortalized
reflected in the spectacles he wore
as if aviator goggles on his head
currently kept with his ashes in an urn
on Ireland's mantle, never to be spread
upon the North Atlantic shore
or swept under some grubby pub rug;
we proudly keep him on display
despite his breath having been taken away
by Death, that dastardly, heartless thug
who left him dead on a dark, cold day!
And though this may
sound like a bit of a roast
---a toast! A toast is in order, I say!
From his lips to your ears
stanza'd water turned to wine
vintaged way beyond its years
dialectably divine
So stop what you are doing
and drink your fill!
Of every precious drop
do not spill!
Don't for a moment tempt the Fates
for the world moving forward
is already a glass half empty
without that hopeless romantic
Irish bastard, Yeats!
Written by JohnnyBlaze
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