Poetry competition CLOSED 20th December 2021 8:09pm
WINNER
ReggiePoet (Reggie)
ReggiePoet (Reggie)
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The Ghost(s) of Christmas Present
Poetry Contest Description
So: a ghost...or many ghosts. You feel a presence. Is it a good feeling or some sort of horror lurking around the corner?
Submit a poem, any style, 30 to 50 lines OR short story 500 to 1,000 words.
Lovely Ghosts
They're all ghosts now.
Grandparents
They had the greatest Christmas tree
In the world. All dressed up
And nowhere to go
Except in the corner
Watching over all the gifts.
Parents who provided everything and more
Father even built a small gas station
With a two-tier garage, a parking
On top and a slide for our toy cars,
Big Brother, the oldest one,
A teacher in his soul and his whole life long
But gone too soon.
Some of them invading my dreams
Ghosts dropping in on my weird dreams
Somehow beckoning me
To come and join them
Wherever they are, wherever they may be
In heaven, assuredly
For they all worked very hard
To make a living
To make things work
Never complaining,
Positive they were
Loving life as I never did
Never could
But they are sending positive signals
Positive vibes
Cheering me on as I slowly
But steadfastedly
Do my best to move along.
Grandparents
They had the greatest Christmas tree
In the world. All dressed up
And nowhere to go
Except in the corner
Watching over all the gifts.
Parents who provided everything and more
Father even built a small gas station
With a two-tier garage, a parking
On top and a slide for our toy cars,
Big Brother, the oldest one,
A teacher in his soul and his whole life long
But gone too soon.
Some of them invading my dreams
Ghosts dropping in on my weird dreams
Somehow beckoning me
To come and join them
Wherever they are, wherever they may be
In heaven, assuredly
For they all worked very hard
To make a living
To make things work
Never complaining,
Positive they were
Loving life as I never did
Never could
But they are sending positive signals
Positive vibes
Cheering me on as I slowly
But steadfastedly
Do my best to move along.
Written by robert43041
(Viking)
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"thirteen"
Insomnia
Running away from that
piece of quiet of the night
A monologue over nothing and everything
There is no mate for the terror of my head
It seems like the Universe is asleep
and has put me on guard
Protector of living and dead things that you all see
Of monsters, of spaces, of art
Resurrected ghosts of another cosmos are dancing in my moldy room
One of them approaches me and says
"Come!
this is how men cure their desires
their will that cannot be done"
A girly ghost declines
"Don't you dare!
He's lying to you!
This is a plane
Don't answer him back
Just turn around
Speak to the Night
She is awake"
I smile and pay attention no more
My imagination is as wealthy as my old soul
My heart is wide shut
My bad luck is loosened along with my conciense
And when I arrive
in Morpheus' embrace
I am somebody else
but I am me
Visions of seas teeming with bunches of blue grapes
Escaping from the yoke of my fears is sweet
I am unleashed
for a while
Running away from that
piece of quiet of the night
A monologue over nothing and everything
There is no mate for the terror of my head
It seems like the Universe is asleep
and has put me on guard
Protector of living and dead things that you all see
Of monsters, of spaces, of art
Resurrected ghosts of another cosmos are dancing in my moldy room
One of them approaches me and says
"Come!
this is how men cure their desires
their will that cannot be done"
A girly ghost declines
"Don't you dare!
He's lying to you!
This is a plane
Don't answer him back
Just turn around
Speak to the Night
She is awake"
I smile and pay attention no more
My imagination is as wealthy as my old soul
My heart is wide shut
My bad luck is loosened along with my conciense
And when I arrive
in Morpheus' embrace
I am somebody else
but I am me
Visions of seas teeming with bunches of blue grapes
Escaping from the yoke of my fears is sweet
I am unleashed
for a while
Written by personanongrata
(Astral Gift)
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Mama's Calling
Inner child, your mama’s calling from the past, a memory, haunting
Twenty years, unspoken longing since she passed through heaven’s door
Inner child, your mama’s singing, hear the memory, now ringing
Deep within, your tears are brimming, wishing you could sing with her
Listen to her lovely singing, raise your voice and sing with her!
Lovingly, remember her
In your mind’s eye, see her walking hand in hand, with daddy, talking
At Sears Roebuck, Christmas shopping, brought to mind from long ago
Images of love and laughter, longing for the things that matter
Loved ones now in the hereafter, see them still, with heartfelt glow
Mom and Dad look down from heaven, Knowing how I miss you so!
Memories from long ago
Written by ReggiePoet
(Reggie)
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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:
robert43041, lepperochan, Marks, eightmore, Phantom2426, Jermainesplain, nightbirdblue, AltairEndian, Grace, runaway-mindtrain, MadameLavender, ReggiePoet, Northern_Soul, KittyFromHell, badmalthus, admin
Thank you to the following members for voting:
robert43041, lepperochan, Marks, eightmore, Phantom2426, Jermainesplain, nightbirdblue, AltairEndian, Grace, runaway-mindtrain, MadameLavender, ReggiePoet, Northern_Soul, KittyFromHell, badmalthus, admin
