Poetry competition CLOSED 28th February 2012 1:54pm
WINNER
summultima (uma)
summultima (uma)
RUNNERS-UP:
Grace
and wordaholic
Tangible with meaning
The song of the grass
The grass can sing
like strings of violins
blades gently rubbing
a whispering sound
ambient and true
the waves
touch your ear
as you listen
to the symphony
as they greet the Olympian
covering the land
with golden ribbon
they play
to welcome the new day
The grass can sing
like strings of violins
blades gently rubbing
a whispering sound
ambient and true
the waves
touch your ear
as you listen
to the symphony
as they greet the Olympian
covering the land
with golden ribbon
they play
to welcome the new day
Twig
I’m overlooked and overpopulated
Just a little, dead, discarded piece of something great
Dreaming of being a part of that great network of branches once again
But no, I’ve already fallen off
Here a sit, on the ground
Surrounded by all those who didn’t make it
I am forced to stare at the sky
I am forced to see all those that are
Undoubtedly better than myself
I could waste energy being jealous,
Or I could just lie here, and wait
Wait for the sudden “snap”
That has become my inevitable end
I’m overlooked and overpopulated
Just a little, dead, discarded piece of something great
Dreaming of being a part of that great network of branches once again
But no, I’ve already fallen off
Here a sit, on the ground
Surrounded by all those who didn’t make it
I am forced to stare at the sky
I am forced to see all those that are
Undoubtedly better than myself
I could waste energy being jealous,
Or I could just lie here, and wait
Wait for the sudden “snap”
That has become my inevitable end
The Window
Small fingers leave smudges up against the glass
Trying so desperately to get closer
To press themselves through it
And into the world beyond
Where a land of adventure awaits
With stories to be told of a day spent
With noses pressed up against invisible panes
Amid giggles and gasps of awe
“Did you see that?”
Scrawling pictures across
Crumpled, crayon-stained pages
That will remember the day
Better than any photo can
Where we could be pirates
Or mer-people, explorers of the sea
Standing so safe and dry
Where small fingers still leave smudges of love
Up against the glass
To imaginary lands
Small fingers leave smudges up against the glass
Trying so desperately to get closer
To press themselves through it
And into the world beyond
Where a land of adventure awaits
With stories to be told of a day spent
With noses pressed up against invisible panes
Amid giggles and gasps of awe
“Did you see that?”
Scrawling pictures across
Crumpled, crayon-stained pages
That will remember the day
Better than any photo can
Where we could be pirates
Or mer-people, explorers of the sea
Standing so safe and dry
Where small fingers still leave smudges of love
Up against the glass
To imaginary lands
a love letter
the words scribbled across
carry me away
my fingers glide across
stare at it each day
this letter i have had
for so many years
brought me so much laughter
brought me so many tears
this letter is on paper
that i made myself one night
adding glue to water
the pulp must be just right
+++change poem rythm+++
my letter folded neatly
with stains of tears
describes so many fears
folded left first then right then up and then down
so small fits nicely inside my gown
as i don't undress or dress anymore
my letter i adore
this letter has drowned my mind
made my heart blind
perhaps another letter
i must find
the words scribbled across
carry me away
my fingers glide across
stare at it each day
this letter i have had
for so many years
brought me so much laughter
brought me so many tears
this letter is on paper
that i made myself one night
adding glue to water
the pulp must be just right
+++change poem rythm+++
my letter folded neatly
with stains of tears
describes so many fears
folded left first then right then up and then down
so small fits nicely inside my gown
as i don't undress or dress anymore
my letter i adore
this letter has drowned my mind
made my heart blind
perhaps another letter
i must find
ONE PEN
ALL I NEED IS ONE PEN AND ONE BOOK
TO SPILL ALL I THINK IS GOOD
SEARCH 4 AN ANSWER TO BUILD MY MOOD
AND KICK MYSERY WHICH WANTS TO RULE.
I NEED ONE PENT TO ADDRESS MY POINT
COZ THAT’S MY ONLY VOICE
I FEEL HOPE AFTER NY NOISE
ALL I CALLED WORSE MEMORIES SIMPLY GO.
ONE PEN DEDICATED 4 MY LIFE
ONE LINE THAT WEEPS TEARS I CRY
ONE RHYME 4 MY SMILE
AND ONE THEME TO STRIAGHTEN MY MIND.
MY LIFE IS A DAMN SWEET POE
MY PEN BREATHES LIFE 4 THE MOMONT
IM A WINNER COZ MY PROBLEMS
TORNED TO GOLD WHEN THE BLACK INK FROZEN.
I DON’T NEED HYPOCRITES WITH BLUES
I ONLY NEED A PEN AND A BOOK
IM ALWAYS FEELING GOOD
MY PEN HAS JUST SATISFIED ME TOO.
ALL I NEED IS ONE PEN AND ONE BOOK
TO SPILL ALL I THINK IS GOOD
SEARCH 4 AN ANSWER TO BUILD MY MOOD
AND KICK MYSERY WHICH WANTS TO RULE.
I NEED ONE PENT TO ADDRESS MY POINT
COZ THAT’S MY ONLY VOICE
I FEEL HOPE AFTER NY NOISE
ALL I CALLED WORSE MEMORIES SIMPLY GO.
ONE PEN DEDICATED 4 MY LIFE
ONE LINE THAT WEEPS TEARS I CRY
ONE RHYME 4 MY SMILE
AND ONE THEME TO STRIAGHTEN MY MIND.
MY LIFE IS A DAMN SWEET POE
MY PEN BREATHES LIFE 4 THE MOMONT
IM A WINNER COZ MY PROBLEMS
TORNED TO GOLD WHEN THE BLACK INK FROZEN.
I DON’T NEED HYPOCRITES WITH BLUES
I ONLY NEED A PEN AND A BOOK
IM ALWAYS FEELING GOOD
MY PEN HAS JUST SATISFIED ME TOO.
ROSE
I swear that is the beautiful flower
A natural scent that gives me power
Beauty that glitters at every second and hour
Among the lilies it stand high like a tower.
I adore it shining in the long grass
But what makes me sick I’m not the only one
Its beauty attracts every sexy eye
Everyone wants to take it home to shine.
Covered with thorns that bite
Take it make it your own then cry
U see it beautiful but when rain doesn’t come by
It shrinks and dies so u need to cater it so high.
It hurts me to see it in the wild forest
I want the rose to brighten my moment
I love the scent so sweet and foreign
I will take it home but I will cater it more and more often.
I swear that is the beautiful flower
A natural scent that gives me power
Beauty that glitters at every second and hour
Among the lilies it stand high like a tower.
I adore it shining in the long grass
But what makes me sick I’m not the only one
Its beauty attracts every sexy eye
Everyone wants to take it home to shine.
Covered with thorns that bite
Take it make it your own then cry
U see it beautiful but when rain doesn’t come by
It shrinks and dies so u need to cater it so high.
It hurts me to see it in the wild forest
I want the rose to brighten my moment
I love the scent so sweet and foreign
I will take it home but I will cater it more and more often.
There you are I see you
Looking inside me
Inside my soul
Through distant eyes
I am cool and un-textured to the touch
Alice found me intriguing
Did you come to play
Step on in so I can know you
Don’t like what you see
It is no fault of mine
I cannot shine on my own
Tis only your reflection
You may walk away
But what you have seen
Will stay with you
I am but a reflection
Of who and what you
Have come to be …. I am mirror and you my dear are me
Looking inside me
Inside my soul
Through distant eyes
I am cool and un-textured to the touch
Alice found me intriguing
Did you come to play
Step on in so I can know you
Don’t like what you see
It is no fault of mine
I cannot shine on my own
Tis only your reflection
You may walk away
But what you have seen
Will stay with you
I am but a reflection
Of who and what you
Have come to be …. I am mirror and you my dear are me
Mirror
There you are, I see you
Looking inside me
Inside my soul
Through distant eyes
I am cool and un-textured to the touch
Alice found me intriguing
Did you come to play
Step on in so I can know you
Don’t like what you see
It is no fault of mine
I cannot shine on my own
Tis only your reflection
You may walk away
But what you have seen
Will stay with you
I am but a reflection
Of who and what you
Have come to be …. I am mirror and you my dear are me
There you are, I see you
Looking inside me
Inside my soul
Through distant eyes
I am cool and un-textured to the touch
Alice found me intriguing
Did you come to play
Step on in so I can know you
Don’t like what you see
It is no fault of mine
I cannot shine on my own
Tis only your reflection
You may walk away
But what you have seen
Will stay with you
I am but a reflection
Of who and what you
Have come to be …. I am mirror and you my dear are me
summultima said:::Jelly Candy::
A stillpond of seethrough glass,
With a corner sparkle in any glance,
the hues so bright to mind’s entrance,
taken totally by lingering aromatic ambience.
My hands reach out to make a lash..
With the dream of a colourful spalsh,
Only to be amazed at your maze of phase,
You have been a solid spirited sage in silence,
Still with a fluidised flow of mellifluous image,
To drive away inner clouts of red hot rambling rage.
Sprinkled pieces of cute cuboid sugars,
Sticking like a dewy kiss on rosy lips,
You are a life's preview of crimson charms,
Ever a Crystal clear gaze I cherish…
And a darling dazzling daze I relish...
winner
A stillpond of seethrough glass,
With a corner sparkle in any glance,
the hues so bright to mind’s entrance,
taken totally by lingering aromatic ambience.
My hands reach out to make a lash..
With the dream of a colourful spalsh,
Only to be amazed at your maze of phase,
You have been a solid spirited sage in silence,
Still with a fluidised flow of mellifluous image,
To drive away inner clouts of red hot rambling rage.
Sprinkled pieces of cute cuboid sugars,
Sticking like a dewy kiss on rosy lips,
You are a life's preview of crimson charms,
Ever a Crystal clear gaze I cherish…
And a darling dazzling daze I relish...
winner
Oohh:) cant believe tis , with such gr8 mesmerizing writes here !!!!!
A gr8 hurrah to october arts fr my memorable first trophy fr ur golden handzz:))
n Cheerzz Grace n Woraholic
my hearty wishes to each n evry piece of write here I cherished!
A gr8 hurrah to october arts fr my memorable first trophy fr ur golden handzz:))
n Cheerzz Grace n Woraholic
my hearty wishes to each n evry piece of write here I cherished!
