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Everavalon
Everavalon
Twisted Dreamer
Canada
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Poetry Contest

I challenge you to write a poem about yourself. It can be you as a poet, a mother, a father, a friend etc. Letís get to know who we really are
It may just be the hardest poem youíll ever write

Poems up to 50 lines

No porn please

AspergerPoet56
AspergerPoet56
Tyrant of Words
Scotland
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can old writes be entered ?

Everavalon
Everavalon
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Absolutely

AspergerPoet56
AspergerPoet56
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Scotland
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ok thanks

AspergerPoet56
AspergerPoet56
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21st Century Spastic

I am 21st century spastic
No window licker
More a window smasher

Donít believe the hype
No sweet thing here
Caustic through and through

Science put me in a box
The label doesnít describe accurately
Whatís inside

Thatís the trouble
Perception breeds contempt
Assumptions mark the signposts ahead

If you look in my eye
I break the stereotype
A little more dangerous

Intelligence and anger
A combustible mix
Donít dare feed the animal


Written by AspergerPoet56
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Morbs
Morbs
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Self Portrait

 
 
perhaps  
I am all the men
I never married
 
we could ask them
but perjury is a sin
so Iím told


Written by Morbs
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PAR
PAR
PAULO ACACIO RAMOS
Thought Provoker
Portugal
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Fat ballerina

I have a tear
caught in the eyes
and abandoned poems
at the bottom of the drawer
between crepe ribbons,
mothballs, rose petals,
droughts
and mildew.
 
I have such old things
as mismatched scribbles:
Pieces of yellowed papers
and undated
numbers, accounts,
frayed collars,
cracked saucers.
 
So I have a taste
of time stuck in
papillae
and dull mornings
of clotted blood,
face marks,
scars and rust
in some cotton sweater.
 
I have an affection
hidden under the mattress,
an unknown passion,
ancient and subconscious,
which in this today becomes
the presence
then disappears
like a smoke
in front
of the mirror
of loneliness.
 
I want to feel whole
like the eternal truths
which touch me:
the picture of a life
in the fragments of memory,
moments of laughter,
moments of glory
on a big stage
to tell one
story.
 
 
PAR
Written by PAR (PAULO ACACIO RAMOS)
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Everavalon
Everavalon
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Canada
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Me

I am pretty
I am gritty
I am deep and defined

Iím like a locust
Iím sharply focussed
But I need my wings to unwind

Iím like a flower
Sometimes I sour
Trimmed vexation
Not out of line

I am a mother
Sometimes I smother
Heís been shipped and he is mine

Iím a lover
Under the covers
Sometimes Iím naughty and unlined

Iím impassioned
Never rationed
Less impurities; more refined

But Iíve been shattered
That I never mattered
To the people whom I am tied

Iíve been hardened
Iíve never pardoned
Those whoíve hurt me;
Those whoíve lied

Iím a survivor
An acclaimed arriver
The stars are teeming and have realigned

I am a loner
An established owner
I now have contentment in my rind
Written by Everavalon
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LunasChild8
LunasChild8
Dangerous Mind
Canada
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Luna's Child

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TIG
TIG
Fire of Insight
United States
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Hello Me

A son, a brother, a father, a lover,
an uncle, a friend, a novice with pen
sinner whose forgiven, Jesus my king
worshiping with poetry, cause I can not sing
Written by TIG
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Lunaah
Lunaah
Lost Thinker
Iraq
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I'm soft hearted but firm...

My hubby despite our marriage of 20 years
still loves me perfectly,  expertly
both verbally and physically  
Then had come on my scene again
an admirer who created as if a void  
and filled it with his love letters and love poetry.
But whenever an admirer  
creates love's vacuum in my lovelife
that was non existent before
I've always managed to brush it aside
with chastity's vacuum cleaner lol.
Or I sweep it under the rug ,
can't get stuck in the dirt of the flirt😉
Only marital love can sweep me off my feet.

His poetic charm created in me love poetry's chasm
and I tried awhile to be a balm to his obsession's spasm .
Yet my wedlock is a high walled fortress
even if I'm no crowned regal princess
So while my hubby still bills and coos in love
this admirer inked me his billet doux
What a batter, what a roux!
I'm softhearted but not towards soft porn
Thank God its over, phew!
.
Written by Lunaah
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PAR
PAR
PAULO ACACIO RAMOS
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Portugal
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Outdated Reflex

That was the way
that I had to know them,
taking that root
vulnerable in my body,
the way a child
so small puts everything:
pebbles, keys, plastic cars,
in his mouth.

I slipped them in,
one after another like a gardener
who plants wild tulip bulbs
to see each hybrid flower,
its glossy vibrant petals.

I wanted to learn about love
and how would I transform
my skin that I rubbed
against his skin,
his eyes like the earth
trembles in its depths,
a fortune in raw diamonds.

Though I was often selfish
and averse to such waking chaos,
I adhered to the only science I knew.
The crude oilÖ
because it was there, in the cold night,
as the first man to discover fire,
to growl, insistently hitting the rock
against the rock, bent on that spark.

I'm glad to have myself
redone with all that.
more than half a century,
the same faces greet each other
every gray morning
like hungry cats.
You think you are you.

But soon death will seize them
by their wide waists
to push them one by one out of the house,
turn off the gas and water switch,
will turn down the lights,
boards over the windows,
those locked French doors,
and then, just when you thought
that this was a home
death turned the slender key
of gold in the lock.


PAR
Written by PAR (PAULO ACACIO RAMOS)
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robert43041
robert43041
Viking
Tyrant of Words
Canada
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Me

I am a mess
Convoluted and warped mind
Working at warp speed
And going nowhere

Trying to do a bit of good
Mostly trying to avoid pitfalls
Reading tons of murder mystery novels
To see how far Bad can go
And how easy it is to go that way.
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Everavalon
Everavalon
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These are all wonderful. Keep them coming!

Rew
Rew
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Me

I'm too bolshy to define
or be defined,
too awkwardly angular
for labels to stick,
and if there are two
routes to follow
I will split and travel both
and on the face of chance
I will fearfully spit.
 
I hate and love me  
in unequal measure
and all that the universe
contains or, I've kissed.
I am a fool I squander
self on foolish things
and I am the wisest
thing that ever will
or did exist.
 
I sink in the swamp
of mediocrity I am
a tower, a raging
prodigy, who makes
others think or not.
My maddening meekness  
can cause writes to kill
I find it, such a hot,
enervating thrill.
 
I am a dullard
exploring atoms,
skipping through
particles, a Thuvia
a Greasy Joan, one
whinger, whiner,
here I moan, there.
An idle worker
and contradiction.
 
My honesty is a lie
my craziness is
normality, I see
I'm no different from
billions I am still
all the individual I's
who have ever been
or will but essentially
I am merely,  me.
Written by Rew
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