Poetry competition CLOSED 11th April 2023 3:25pm
WINNER
monovox128 (Philis PriceDean)
monovox128 (Philis PriceDean)
RUNNERS-UP:
MadameLavender
and mcjay
God’s Character
Birthed
There's something about a pair of pants
this blinding white's sheen and glow
the hidden softness beyond reach of hand
the arrousing mound so briefly shown.
'Tis such a little hill you know
but in mounting one, one can find
the wealth of ages hidden below
the mother of all humankind.
Those misogynistic old white men sat in Rome,
properganderized a man
but I believe God gave great joyous moans
as She birthed Eve, the first, human!
this blinding white's sheen and glow
the hidden softness beyond reach of hand
the arrousing mound so briefly shown.
'Tis such a little hill you know
but in mounting one, one can find
the wealth of ages hidden below
the mother of all humankind.
Those misogynistic old white men sat in Rome,
properganderized a man
but I believe God gave great joyous moans
as She birthed Eve, the first, human!
Written by Rew
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God
God is the guy you talk to
When you are on the bog
clutching your belly
as the pain grips
and the sweat drips
and you pray for swift recovery
from the pangs of filth and misery
generated from your own pile of shit
God is the guy who tells you outright
“you fucked up”
but you find it hard to ask for redemption
You have royally fucked someone
They didn’t deserve it
And god decides you won’t get away with it
You need to face the consequence
And drown in your own fabicrated defence
God is the boy in a wheel chair riding past you
He is the girl on graveyard shift overworked, underpaid
He is the kid on the street doing skateboard tricks
He is sleeping in newspapers at the bus stop
And he’s the bruise on your face, as you lie silent in your bed
God is watching you when you say:
“Oh god here we go again”
“God only knows”
“Good god James, how is that even possible?”
“Oh my god”
“There but for the grace of god go I “
Yes. God is watching you
lying awake at night, wondering if things will get better
And at the end of your days
when you meet God
He might turn you over in your grave
And pave - the road to a better place -
Out there in the swampy salt marsh of interplanetary space
God is love
And
God is hate
And God is imagined
And God is war
And God is suffering
And God is a prophecy
And a demon
And a construct
And a chat bot
And not
I don’t believe in you
God
Go f*** yourself
And why
God only knows why
Why do you let so many kids go hungry
Or live in unsafe spaces
Or coughing in mouldy places
No blankets no shoes
No heaters no beds
No medicines
Unfed
Without without without
I scream I shout I cry
God only knows why
You let them die in those god awful wars
What a joke!
Seriously?
Sitting up there, all high and mighty, in your sky jacuzzi
I command you, take your blood
And famine, vermin, noxious beasts and pestilence
Take your lackadaisical slaying of children
And shove it up your hypothetical asshole
When you are on the bog
clutching your belly
as the pain grips
and the sweat drips
and you pray for swift recovery
from the pangs of filth and misery
generated from your own pile of shit
God is the guy who tells you outright
“you fucked up”
but you find it hard to ask for redemption
You have royally fucked someone
They didn’t deserve it
And god decides you won’t get away with it
You need to face the consequence
And drown in your own fabicrated defence
God is the boy in a wheel chair riding past you
He is the girl on graveyard shift overworked, underpaid
He is the kid on the street doing skateboard tricks
He is sleeping in newspapers at the bus stop
And he’s the bruise on your face, as you lie silent in your bed
God is watching you when you say:
“Oh god here we go again”
“God only knows”
“Good god James, how is that even possible?”
“Oh my god”
“There but for the grace of god go I “
Yes. God is watching you
lying awake at night, wondering if things will get better
And at the end of your days
when you meet God
He might turn you over in your grave
And pave - the road to a better place -
Out there in the swampy salt marsh of interplanetary space
God is love
And
God is hate
And God is imagined
And God is war
And God is suffering
And God is a prophecy
And a demon
And a construct
And a chat bot
And not
I don’t believe in you
God
Go f*** yourself
And why
God only knows why
Why do you let so many kids go hungry
Or live in unsafe spaces
Or coughing in mouldy places
No blankets no shoes
No heaters no beds
No medicines
Unfed
Without without without
I scream I shout I cry
God only knows why
You let them die in those god awful wars
What a joke!
Seriously?
Sitting up there, all high and mighty, in your sky jacuzzi
I command you, take your blood
And famine, vermin, noxious beasts and pestilence
Take your lackadaisical slaying of children
And shove it up your hypothetical asshole
Written by Thesilverymoon
(Lauren Brenner)
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The Hanging Gardens
Sat there in that garden, as a poet wrote,
at the cool of day when God to mortal spoke.
What would they hear, the mortal sat, as words
the lord conveyed, amid the garden's greenery,
midday heat allayed.
Would they know whence words had come, would they
mark the source, or would they idle in the cool,
watching insects chart their course.
I know not what they'd hear, as God himself would speak.
Save a garden’s soundings, of leafy blow and wooden creak.
Perhaps that's all there would be heard, to they and I both.
For gardens are such places where words inhere within
the growth.
at the cool of day when God to mortal spoke.
What would they hear, the mortal sat, as words
the lord conveyed, amid the garden's greenery,
midday heat allayed.
Would they know whence words had come, would they
mark the source, or would they idle in the cool,
watching insects chart their course.
I know not what they'd hear, as God himself would speak.
Save a garden’s soundings, of leafy blow and wooden creak.
Perhaps that's all there would be heard, to they and I both.
For gardens are such places where words inhere within
the growth.
Written by EvanescentSirius21
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I'm not entering the competition. This is just observation.
I figured God out some.
God is only about 16 years old, in "god" years.
God is extremely talented. Obviously, because God is a god.
But, God doesn't do homework. God gets sidetracked and doesn't stay with the task. God doesn't pay attention after awhile, because of distractions.
Because God is still a teenager, in god years.
I'm no more wrong than any other guess out there.
I figured God out some.
God is only about 16 years old, in "god" years.
God is extremely talented. Obviously, because God is a god.
But, God doesn't do homework. God gets sidetracked and doesn't stay with the task. God doesn't pay attention after awhile, because of distractions.
Because God is still a teenager, in god years.
I'm no more wrong than any other guess out there.
We all know god is spelt dog backwards
but at least the creature standing on four legs
can read how an owner is feeling
if life takes a dangerous turn.
Written by neves
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The Divine Dichotomy: Love and Justice in God's Character
God, the maker of the earth and sky
Who watches over us, both far and nigh
His character debated, discussed, and told
As humans strive to understand and behold
Some say He is kind, loving, and just
Guiding us through life, without any fuss
A shepherd who cares for his flock
Leading us to safety, through every block
Others see Him as wrathful and stern
A God who punishes and makes us learn
The judge who decides who is right or wrong
And the one who will reign forever long
His character, debated throughout time
Leaves some in wonder, others in sublime
But what is certain, is His love for all
A love that's eternal, and never small
For in His eyes, we are all the same
Created in His image, without any shame
And though we may falter, and fall from grace
He is there to guide us, to a better place
So let us not debate, but simply believe
In the God who loves us, and will never leave
For in Him, we find comfort and peace
And a love that will never, ever cease.
Who watches over us, both far and nigh
His character debated, discussed, and told
As humans strive to understand and behold
Some say He is kind, loving, and just
Guiding us through life, without any fuss
A shepherd who cares for his flock
Leading us to safety, through every block
Others see Him as wrathful and stern
A God who punishes and makes us learn
The judge who decides who is right or wrong
And the one who will reign forever long
His character, debated throughout time
Leaves some in wonder, others in sublime
But what is certain, is His love for all
A love that's eternal, and never small
For in His eyes, we are all the same
Created in His image, without any shame
And though we may falter, and fall from grace
He is there to guide us, to a better place
So let us not debate, but simply believe
In the God who loves us, and will never leave
For in Him, we find comfort and peace
And a love that will never, ever cease.
Written by mcjay
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I FOUND SOMEONE
Who is S/He that loves me so?
Who treats me just right
Some people really wanna know.
How did we find one another?
Just how did it come to be
That I have found Someone
Who loves me unconditionally.
I truly never thought would arrive
That I'd find this Special Someone
But, S/He came into my life.
A person who was truly unknown
S/He told me stories, their strife.
And began loving me true
I in turn grew to like them too.
We became friends from the start
And as we grew closer and closer
The love expounded our hearts.
S/He will not judge me
Nor will S/He ever leave me be.
I can whomever I wish to be
No questions, I'm completely free.
We'll never leave each other's side
And we have nothing to hide
I am to them as they are to me.
GOD is my true "RIDE or DIE"
Yesterday, today, tomorrow & Eternity.
Written by monovox128
(Philis PriceDean)
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BUDDHA TREE
of course those are beautiful sights,
merely seeing whom bring soul to an enormous delight,,
here there everywhere are mystic mights,
but once a while god puts onto you his light,,
Do you see that tree standing like a buddha?,
"chitbhanjan-saral-shantimay-sudha",,
neither a god nor a devil clutter it inside,
It see everything on a passing flight,,
the words cease the mind stops,
you can conclude god's beautiful plot,,
the opportunity demands & the deity states,
"u sit as well on this charming date,,
with half-closed eyes when silence rise,
do the same as this tree the wise",,
slowly-slowly it will happen one day,
i dont know what to say i dont know what day,,
but it is said that you come to realize,
"the very center that flows in you, of life"....
merely seeing whom bring soul to an enormous delight,,
here there everywhere are mystic mights,
but once a while god puts onto you his light,,
Do you see that tree standing like a buddha?,
"chitbhanjan-saral-shantimay-sudha",,
neither a god nor a devil clutter it inside,
It see everything on a passing flight,,
the words cease the mind stops,
you can conclude god's beautiful plot,,
the opportunity demands & the deity states,
"u sit as well on this charming date,,
with half-closed eyes when silence rise,
do the same as this tree the wise",,
slowly-slowly it will happen one day,
i dont know what to say i dont know what day,,
but it is said that you come to realize,
"the very center that flows in you, of life"....
Written by magichearts
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