Poetry competition CLOSED 22nd May 2024 11:30am
WINNER
gothicsurrealism (Daniel Long)
gothicsurrealism (Daniel Long)
RUNNERS-UP:
neves
and nightbirdblue
A poem about...
Almost Heaven
Suddenly the world again appeared bright
And the clouds rose slowly from the ground
The colors of life were now in sight
And the birds were singing all around
I turned and saw a crystal reflection
As the sun glimmers over the clear blue lake
I finally knew I made my way to heaven
Despite my life lived and all my mistakes
The grass was plush beneath my feet
And the cool breeze echoed harmony
A perfect world I could not believe
Was home for my new eternity
Everything in front of me I've ever dreamed
A beautiful world of peace and serenity
And for that moment it really had seemed
That I would love my new reality
But something was wrong it wasn't right
And slowly my vision became blurred
Puzzled by this darksided night
My heart stopped, my speech slurred
My family they survived the crash
How could they be here with me
The memories in my heart I stashed
Entered into this journey of a mystery
The wind echoed deceivingly wild
And the soft green grass turned hard and cold
In the lake drowning my only child
My parents decaying away so old
The clouds burned a raging fire
And the crystal blue lake turned blood red
The smoke suffocating my life's desire
Tortured now I was amongst the dead
My memories cut through my life of lies
Whip marks stretched around my back
Screaming yelling and murderous cries
This evil world was on the attack
My blood boiled my head to explode
At the vision of this nightmarish curse
Satan laughed as my dreams eroded
My pain intensly became twice as worse
I tasted the guilt from all my tears
My life now haunting the death of me
From the hell I lived in so many years
Into this sick twisted eternity
And the clouds rose slowly from the ground
The colors of life were now in sight
And the birds were singing all around
I turned and saw a crystal reflection
As the sun glimmers over the clear blue lake
I finally knew I made my way to heaven
Despite my life lived and all my mistakes
The grass was plush beneath my feet
And the cool breeze echoed harmony
A perfect world I could not believe
Was home for my new eternity
Everything in front of me I've ever dreamed
A beautiful world of peace and serenity
And for that moment it really had seemed
That I would love my new reality
But something was wrong it wasn't right
And slowly my vision became blurred
Puzzled by this darksided night
My heart stopped, my speech slurred
My family they survived the crash
How could they be here with me
The memories in my heart I stashed
Entered into this journey of a mystery
The wind echoed deceivingly wild
And the soft green grass turned hard and cold
In the lake drowning my only child
My parents decaying away so old
The clouds burned a raging fire
And the crystal blue lake turned blood red
The smoke suffocating my life's desire
Tortured now I was amongst the dead
My memories cut through my life of lies
Whip marks stretched around my back
Screaming yelling and murderous cries
This evil world was on the attack
My blood boiled my head to explode
At the vision of this nightmarish curse
Satan laughed as my dreams eroded
My pain intensly became twice as worse
I tasted the guilt from all my tears
My life now haunting the death of me
From the hell I lived in so many years
Into this sick twisted eternity
Written by Mstrmnd1923
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On the Nose: "One must imagine Sisyphus happy."
As I scratch away at the
innards of a
sickening shock yellow
spiral-bound notebook on my
tiny desk in the
corner
of a small bedroom,
a gnat buzzes about the bulb of an incandescent
lamp.
An incessant search for a
new
angle
from which to attack the
Same
light.
innards of a
sickening shock yellow
spiral-bound notebook on my
tiny desk in the
corner
of a small bedroom,
a gnat buzzes about the bulb of an incandescent
lamp.
An incessant search for a
new
angle
from which to attack the
Same
light.
Written by Alois_inwriting02
(Alois Cyprien d Bayeux)
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So… this was hard… I ask myself why I put myself in such a tough spot. I guess my answer would be, I hope the competition has brought new visitors to your poem or page even. Sometimes our old writes get lost in the void because new poetry is being posted, and those really epic pieces we write may not get the fair chance to get read.
Now on selecting my winners. I decided to do 1 winner and 2 runner-ups instead of 1 winner because it was hard enough to get down to 3. Anyhow, this is all a matter of opinion. I’m not a professional writer from any poetry magazine, so… yeah. Thank you for participating.
Now on selecting my winners. I decided to do 1 winner and 2 runner-ups instead of 1 winner because it was hard enough to get down to 3. Anyhow, this is all a matter of opinion. I’m not a professional writer from any poetry magazine, so… yeah. Thank you for participating.
