Poetry competition CLOSED 7th August 2021 10:38pm
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Abracadabra
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On the pains, travails, and joys of writing poetry

robert43041
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Poetry Contest

Poems only of course .
Poetry entries only.   Give me rhymes. Or none. Go for Shakespeare. Or  John Donne.  Or Edmund Spencer.  Or  '' none of the above''.  Go for 3 lines.  Or 30 lines.  Or 300.....whatever turns you on.  Give me Blood Sweat and Tears (love that group).........

Northern_Soul
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robert43041
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Well done.  Good luck in the cpmpetition.  Regards, Robert.

Numer90
Numer0-un0
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Dearest five..

 
  
Won't disguise you!..  
Won't disgust you!..  

What I always asked of my five friends..
   
My "soul" in peace go to sleep free..    
My "mind" could you go evil free?..  
My "heart" please go delivery..  
Don't possess my "body"    
Devil let go of My buddies!..  
My "shadow" walk free with me..  
You my dearest ever pals I need to be..  
   
   
 
Written by Numer90 (Numer0-un0)
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robert43041
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Yes, they are sorely needed.  Good luck.  Cheers, Robert.

Abracadabra
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Blank Page Nympho

               
We all stare,         
don't we?          
A gal like her         
must be          
every poet's dream          
Sweet symphony of moans          
in pristine white         
Fresh young limbs         
spread out wide          
just busting you up         
with those         
come to bed eyes          
       
The all brand new        
virgin    
cutey-pie bride          
gagging for you         
to pop her cherry          
any way you want it          
almost every day         
our good Lord gave          
          
And this morning       
starts out slow          
She loves to tease          
with a flutter of corny lines          
smiling and flirting          
the legs crossed cliche          
waiting for your keyboard     
to glow       
Sweet nothings      
cranked hard and hot     
until inspiration struts up     
hornier than a toad          
          
You cling to the word flow          
fierce and wild          
biting sighs     
while she caresses     
the delicate texture    
of your soul          
begging for the rush          
of consonants and vowels          
craving syntax completion          
to fill her          
and make her whole          
          
Sometimes         
she'll linger       
between the lines--          
if you're lucky       
you might come up for air          
So while she licks her lips          
you sip your tea          
watching her cursor          
pant silently for more          
trying your darndest          
to look elsewhere        
          
You call her names          
tell her it's over          
that you can't go on          
Yelling poetry's a whore          
you scream her kind  
was only ever good for    
shredding the hearts of fools          
left dirty  
and broken in the gutter          
their hopes bled emptier          
than marrow sucked bones          
          
But you know inside        
she'll always be yours          
Exquisite forever        
her lure remains          
a goddess at your trembling hand          
the ache of her passion        
perfectly timed         
as she reels in those words       
and creation
drowns you     
once more
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robert43041
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Superb.  I lovel it.  Good luck in the competition.   Regards, Robert.

inechoingsilence
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Janus

I service a deity with two faces
Faithful penitent, holy harlot
mind supine to their whims
Words and Music the Janus
I attempt to appease

Bound to verse and loop
submissive to rhythm and rhyme
deprived of sleep and sanity
in their most sacred service
until such time as they are content

So jealous, this individual deity
insistent, persistent until I yield
I spend my days and nights
seeing chords and hearing words
seduced into divine intoxication
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robert43041
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Yes, deprived of sleep and sanity at times.  I can relate.    Good luck in the competition.   Regards, Robert

da_poetic-edifier
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My Devotion To Poetry

From the day that I first met you, I knew you were the one
On my darkest nights and gloomiest days, you're my shining Sun
The one that I can run to when I need a listening ear
When others have forsaken me, you've always stayed near

You'll be near and dear to my heart 'til life departs from me
I'm head over hills in love with you and I call you Poetry
I foresee greater ecstasy on the horizon up ahead
Every morning I awake to you lying next to me in bed

Thoughts of you course through my head each and every day
Helping me continue through life's phases of dismay
I use you to convey the things weighing heavy on my mind
I'll give anything to keep you cause you're a gem that's hard to find

I grind but I still find time to allocate to our progression
My faithfulness to you, lessens erections of depression
This is my confession; a declarative devotion to our union
That'll withstand the hands of time like the Constitution
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robert43041
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Expression of love indeed.  Good luck inthe competition.  Regards, Robert.

Vortex32167
Stephan van Pinksteren
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Netherlands
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Competition Poem: "Tangled Strings"

Puppeteer of my darkest convictions,
Tangled are your vexatious strings.
I move now without your restrictions.

No longer controlled by the wires.
Cut off from your delinquent mind,
Free from the unhealthy desires.

But I can feel the needle with new threads,
I know you want to reattach the bond.
I have to stop you before it spreads.

Like a true puppet master, thorough and neat,
You attach every yearning back to my vest.
The puppet show will soon repeat.
Written by Vortex32167 (Stephan van Pinksteren)
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ReggiePoet
Reggie
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When the Silent Crow has Flown

I dance with him, a stranger still—
A figment of my mind
The song a hymn of meager skill—
Composed of words in rhyme

He takes the lead yet I resist—
I know this dance by heart
The words he needs cannot exist
While ink and parchment part

We dance a while
And rest a while
I struggle—What to Say?
The cat has come
And got my tongue
Perhaps another day

The dance goes on and he grows strong—
 My ardor gives him strength
Each liaison gives girth and brawn—
His wit, more class and depth

When the silent crow has flown
Then I’m no longer lonesome
Because my lad has finally grown—
And he's such a handsome poem!

Written by ReggiePoet (Reggie)
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