Poetry competition CLOSED 22nd November 2021 3:45pm
WINNER
robert43041 (Viking)
robert43041 (Viking)
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As Pure As Sure As Azure Blue
The ink in my veins like a trip of the brain runs as pure as azure blue,
The blood from my pen flows dense like my Zen and as sure as I do.
Like smoke I just blew the mirror will skew when visions become impaired,
There I’ll stake claim and name the blue flame for the love I have declared.
By my own admission I’m not a magician, I’m just a lover of the word,
But blue is the color that’s hot under my collar that totally gets me stirred.
It’s the shade that describes and gives out the vibes and puts me in the mood,
I fancy the soft hue like feelings just flew then flow with fine attitude.
Just like the ocean it’s deep with emotion and paints the most beautiful sky,
In the prettiest swirl for the entire world in azure blue I wish I could dye.
The blood from my pen flows dense like my Zen and as sure as I do.
Like smoke I just blew the mirror will skew when visions become impaired,
There I’ll stake claim and name the blue flame for the love I have declared.
By my own admission I’m not a magician, I’m just a lover of the word,
But blue is the color that’s hot under my collar that totally gets me stirred.
It’s the shade that describes and gives out the vibes and puts me in the mood,
I fancy the soft hue like feelings just flew then flow with fine attitude.
Just like the ocean it’s deep with emotion and paints the most beautiful sky,
In the prettiest swirl for the entire world in azure blue I wish I could dye.
Written by wallyroo92
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Soft Shades Of Blue
Sketch the canvas of my melanin aura with soft shades of blue
Sacred in its concealment I await, the phase of the moon, in its allurement, it calls
You reach to touch the blankness of me
The essence of my mind you crave
Thoughts of fulfillment to collide the reality of you wanting
The destiny of you having, needing
An artist playing a Curator inside the nakedness of my wonder
Bring forth the true colors of me as your heart so appeases
Through the reflection of your eyes, feel me, through the enticement of your hands, touch me
Tenderize your brushstrokes as you slowly outline my form rooted in nature
The perfection of my curves, delicately takes the form upon the canvass of your imagination
A precision of passion in generating with a fervent purpose
Mighty palms, grasp in the vow of desires within
In the balance of holding onto, your palate of colors, finesse your wishes in haste
Oops, a splash spills onto your framework
Blending it unto your masterful work of art, ecstasy and rapture of the painting illuminates its décor
Inching back, glancing over every detail of love, admire it, as if touching the reality of fate
Upon the easel of your eyes, the hue of me I grace
Eyes the colored swatch of stormy clouds drawing you to edge of my lyrical element
My lips, bespeak of whispered promises comforted my gentle touch
The realm of my mouth, you long to feel
Taste the wetness of my tongue bonding, falling to the lust for which it speaks
Outlining my core with hieroglyphics of ancient amulets
Bestowed upon the prose of your imagination
Shades of passion you draw upon the window of my soul, you’ve graciously unlocked
Penciled inside, wisps of emotions, a darker, softer hue of sentiments I beseech
Focused, and now in view
An unmasked facsimile of me... cherished in the progress of the making
Divinity displayed from the spectacle of your hands
A composed likeness imagined upon completion by the depth of your heart
A hue of femininity stepping off the crusade of your dreams
As you scribble your signature upon your moment in time, Soft Shades Of Blue
Sacred in its concealment I await, the phase of the moon, in its allurement, it calls
You reach to touch the blankness of me
The essence of my mind you crave
Thoughts of fulfillment to collide the reality of you wanting
The destiny of you having, needing
An artist playing a Curator inside the nakedness of my wonder
Bring forth the true colors of me as your heart so appeases
Through the reflection of your eyes, feel me, through the enticement of your hands, touch me
Tenderize your brushstrokes as you slowly outline my form rooted in nature
The perfection of my curves, delicately takes the form upon the canvass of your imagination
A precision of passion in generating with a fervent purpose
Mighty palms, grasp in the vow of desires within
In the balance of holding onto, your palate of colors, finesse your wishes in haste
Oops, a splash spills onto your framework
Blending it unto your masterful work of art, ecstasy and rapture of the painting illuminates its décor
Inching back, glancing over every detail of love, admire it, as if touching the reality of fate
Upon the easel of your eyes, the hue of me I grace
Eyes the colored swatch of stormy clouds drawing you to edge of my lyrical element
My lips, bespeak of whispered promises comforted my gentle touch
The realm of my mouth, you long to feel
Taste the wetness of my tongue bonding, falling to the lust for which it speaks
Outlining my core with hieroglyphics of ancient amulets
Bestowed upon the prose of your imagination
Shades of passion you draw upon the window of my soul, you’ve graciously unlocked
Penciled inside, wisps of emotions, a darker, softer hue of sentiments I beseech
Focused, and now in view
An unmasked facsimile of me... cherished in the progress of the making
Divinity displayed from the spectacle of your hands
A composed likeness imagined upon completion by the depth of your heart
A hue of femininity stepping off the crusade of your dreams
As you scribble your signature upon your moment in time, Soft Shades Of Blue
Written by SweetKittyCat5
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Emerald green
My favorite color.
Of emerald green
I do not see shades
It is not affected
By sun or moon
Nor by spleen
Or sad moods.
Oh, perhaps by
A shade
Of Charmeuse
With a shiny front
And dull back,
Otherwise it is simply
Elegant and royal
A color by itself
For a dress it serves
To impress
Though I like the
Added touch
Of white collar and cuffs.
Of emerald green
I do not see shades
It is not affected
By sun or moon
Nor by spleen
Or sad moods.
Oh, perhaps by
A shade
Of Charmeuse
With a shiny front
And dull back,
Otherwise it is simply
Elegant and royal
A color by itself
For a dress it serves
To impress
Though I like the
Added touch
Of white collar and cuffs.
Written by robert43041
(Viking)
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The winner of this competition and any runners up were decided by public vote.
Thank you to the following members for voting:
AspergerPoet56, nutbuster, Whyme, lepperochan, Insiderew, wallyroo92, Phantom2426, Dragonnora, cold_fusion, Marks, Honoria, SageRoyale, MadameLavender
Thank you to the following members for voting:
AspergerPoet56, nutbuster, Whyme, lepperochan, Insiderew, wallyroo92, Phantom2426, Dragonnora, cold_fusion, Marks, Honoria, SageRoyale, MadameLavender
Ahh... that beautiful color of Mother Nature...who can ever go wrong with the tranquil color of green, Congratulations Robert43041 (Viking) on such an engaging entry and the win..., as the other entries who took the time to participate
I bow to the host, SageRoyale for hosting this wonderful competition
Cheers...🥂
SKC
I bow to the host, SageRoyale for hosting this wonderful competition
Cheers...🥂
SKC
