Poetry competition CLOSED 4th February 2023 5:06pm
WINNER
Anonymous
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RUNNER-UP: gothicsurrealism

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toniscales
Lost Girl
Fire of Insight
United States 36awards
Joined 16th Dec 2014
Forum Posts: 419

house of open yearnings

It creeps up on you, this soft decay. On Tuesdays the words get caught in the dream catchers. My bedroom a litany of strange music and moans. A woman crooning from the Victrola and voices carrying through the wallpaper. Despite everything, there is always ache. All hanging lights and star charts. My mother's face haloed and strange as she reaches to turn out the lamp. We huddle under blankets while the ice thaws in my father's whiskey. Vats of face cream like canopic jars and limbs of broken mannequins bending towards the light. All the brass keys lost in my body's curves and folds, the vacuum bags choked with ash. How lovely I sat in the longing while crosses dangled from my ears and the blinds choked out all the light. I'll remember the moans and Marlboros at your lips, Sister's endless collecting, the wooden trays dripping with candle wax and porcelain birds. The terrible terrible pink hearts of their mouths.

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Wafflenose
Ellie
Dangerous Mind
United Kingdom 19awards
Joined 1st Aug 2021
Forum Posts: 1127

Immersion

It's early and
I'm not fully awake.

Bleary-eyed,
I slide
d
   o
w
    n
and let my feet
penetrate the
fragmented,
rippling,
variegated surface.

At once
at home here,
I let the water
awaken my body
as it begins to move
in the rhythm
it knows so well.

Delving into the depths,
I discover
a cool, quiet world.
It's just me
and the water.

Time slows down and
responsibilities drop away.
My mind relaxes as
there's nothing to think about
but the arc of my arm,
the cadence of my kick,
the angle of my pinkie finger
as it slices and curves
without splashing.
Written by Wafflenose (Ellie)
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Wafflenose
Ellie
Dangerous Mind
United Kingdom 19awards
Joined 1st Aug 2021
Forum Posts: 1127

Trapped

Isolating prison:
crushing melancholia.

Fighting motionlessness
in the dark—

s l  o  w  l  y.
Written by Wafflenose (Ellie)
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James_A_Knight
Thought Provoker
Palestine 1awards
Joined 24th Feb 2021
Forum Posts: 81

Astral Shores beyond the second Sun


Moon and sun merge
To relieve the sleeping night  
lean Nomads wander astral shores
Where  black diamond tides
Mirror the stars lost under the  second sun
Time slows the dawn
Time slows the dusk
Long enough to feel
The movement of the earth


Written by James_A_Knight
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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:

Phantom2426, MidnightSonneteer, monovox128, Mrd, Everavalon, Honoria, robert43041, MadameLavender, da_poetic-edifier, DanielChristensen, olivia, James_A_Knight, Marks, PoetsRevenge, bookrabbit, PAR, nikkimoe, Grace, Razzerleaf, Grae, Daevileyes, eswaller, Ted_Nashe, SonderNinja, Idontknowhowtofeel, Betty, admin, ZINZIN, Anon, Bluevelvete, dimpy, Ownly_Human

dimpy
dimpsmoon
Dangerous Mind
India 3awards
Joined 9th Mar 2023
Forum Posts: 77

Many many congratulations to the Winner and runner up 🎉

poet Anonymous

Appreciate this. Thank you.

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