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Poem Of the Month - MAY 2022

LunaGreyhawk
LunaGreyhawk
Dangerous Mind
United States
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Poetry Contest

Three Weeks to Nominate Your Favorite Poems!
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 (every other month) is here:

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New Member ( six ( 6 ) months or less ) of the Month comp is here:

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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:

2022:
January - Luna Greyhawk
February - AspergerPoet
March - Relic-54
April - Alan-S-Jeeves

2021:
January - brokentitanium (k.)
February - SatinUgal
March - X
April - RiAN
May - DaisyGrace
June - Bluevelvete
July - Jemac
August -  Northern_Soul (-Missy-)
September - Joshsam
October - cold_fusion
November - Buddhakitty
December - Particles_of_HerII

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

RevolutionAL
RevolutionAL
Alistair Plint
Dangerous Mind
South Africa
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The lady with the two little white dogs

I see her almost every night
just before 1am.
She looks like a million dollars
If a million dollars weren't lined
with greed, selfishness, corruption,
and slavery.
If a million dollars were just peace,
wise choices,
and self preservation.
The result of good, honest hard work.

I wonder who she is.
If she's lovable.
If there is a man at home
who lets her walk their dogs
at this hour.
If I were him I would be hand in hand with her.
Looking down at our little white canine children
and smiling.
Written by CruelHandedWriter (Jamie Rhodes)
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Northern_Soul
Northern_Soul
-Missy-
Tyrant of Words
England
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Is it like a dead species pushed under our feet

We should keep keep on laughing.
In the woods
the shadows of the leaves of the trees
play an odd lip synch over her forehead.
 
It is too far to get anywhere before night.
That is something I would think
and that there are dreams
she could finish before me.
 
Is it like a dead species pushed under our feet.
We walk through the sound of a chainsaw - things must be constantly
growing up here. If her voice was cut away I would have woods
and woods to tell.
 
One day,
we lay on the beach.
 
I want to laugh it all into the water.
Written by Merda
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Northern_Soul
Northern_Soul
-Missy-
Tyrant of Words
England
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Broken mirrors are beautiful in their own poetic way

That familiar mix of booze and starlight
mixing bittersweet in the cool night air,
and here I am to celebrate—

with my offering of powdered dreams,
crushed under the groaning weight
of latticed, structured plans
and forced to play bedrock
to a groundwork grid of years.
A sigh to the breeze to send it up.

Wandering through the old sacrificial altars,
those cracked streets
worn a thousand times by my threadbare tread
and somehow I'm hoofing it again.
Close your eyes, lift your chin to the breeze
and breathe it in. Soft, deep, let it wash you.

Don't worry—for the first time all day
the world can mug your body
but not your thoughts.
It's the usual prayer, to feel alive;
you can't ask for more
and you want nothing less.

Well, fuck—
I've meandered through this ritual so often,
the taste of my dreams gets mixed up nowadays
with the taste of stale beer.
Written by mjs211 (MikeTheEngineer)
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Northern_Soul
Northern_Soul
-Missy-
Tyrant of Words
England
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When I was about 12

I once asked my mum
why people wear black
and the universe
showed me.
Written by opheliac
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RevolutionAL
RevolutionAL
Alistair Plint
Dangerous Mind
South Africa
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Left to Languish/Lonely, But You’re not Alone, I Too Have

screamed at God          been careless with the truth
                     set my families house afire
 hidden in plain sight          
                         harvested plagues/
                                                    poison/
                                                               perdition
                  bloodied fists in my chest
       been butchered/left to spoil/burned at the stake
carried shame like a baby               loved like the locust
                  wanted to crawl through my skin      
                                 been broken like a colt
                                 like a promise
                                 like a bone in a vice
           washed my hands in burning sugar cane
           and my mouth out with rotted pine cones
kept suspicion on all men   and   my back to the wall
                         summoned both deities and assassins
         blistered my tongue on curses and spells
    hid scars beneath lovers and pills
                                    been helpless as a hatched heron
                    etched revenge into my sky
had a man leave my trust hanging in the gallows
                                   shoed the devil’s cleft foot            
      searched for death on my own dime
                       drew blood from family and lovers
            felt everything when I wanted to feel nothing
                                      hung guilt around my neck
                                      and death across my knee
    been determined to ruin all I have
                            
                                   been raped
                                    kept silent
                          

                                    survived…
                                    in spite of
Written by solbluesol
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Bluevelvete
Bluevelvete
Tyrant of Words
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Bereft


I sift the sigils of spirit
Lay the lines before me

Keeping vigil for the rising tide

Decrypted,
Conscripted
To this way,

Evocation echoed in space
How I wish to watch the waves
Wash away and swell

Come nearer to me now,
Understanding

Crimson flame
Nova of rage

Lover of the strange
I observe and detect

I call out for benedictions
For my malice laced mind reels

Putrefaction
Mine eyes
Without love

I rally the force of word
Draw it to me, on a breath
Don't you fail me now

Assigned culpability
Designed in her way
Feast upon me now

Fully open blighted rose
Bifurcated and Extracted
Essence is released

Thieves will pay penance
You will take what I give you
And be thankful for it later

I will make it so
Bound in lace

In the betrayers array
Come to lay tribute
Caress the careening

Of my soul

We are needful
We are plenty
We crave
Sanctity
Written by DiesIrae
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MaryMadrid
MaryMadrid
Strange Creature
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I love your poems.

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