Poetry competition CLOSED 30th June 2012 2:07pm
WINNER
drivelicious13 (alon aLion)
drivelicious13 (alon aLion)
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Scenes of Life
Puffy clouds and gentle breezes
A setting for romance
Not for death
Hatred un-ushered
created an ugliness
on that lovely day
With the sound of gun shots
A family perished
Ramification of an old vendetta
Beauty walked in splendour
Eyes of azure sky
Skin of pale pink-gold
Curly yellow hair
Like paddy straws
Her skirt billowed
Showing her ample thighs
His heart burned there
Tears that dried
With the gently buried
Hearts that beat
For what come next
Aleatory wills are bane
To those left behind
And eat to live
To see a mistress coming by
Beat the heart furiously more
To love again
Who knows, one might
After all is said and done
But hissing fricatives
Where none should be
Turn one’s libido off and on
Or more to the off
One might say
O’ leave my heart alone!
To be grandiose in words
To show the making of a lord
Lord of what is moot to say
But waxing magniloquent
Of bird and bees and everything else
Is a turn off for the merry widow
Better to be magnificent in prowess
Of the heated loving kind
Puffy clouds and gentle breezes
A setting for romance
Not for death
Hatred un-ushered
created an ugliness
on that lovely day
With the sound of gun shots
A family perished
Ramification of an old vendetta
Beauty walked in splendour
Eyes of azure sky
Skin of pale pink-gold
Curly yellow hair
Like paddy straws
Her skirt billowed
Showing her ample thighs
His heart burned there
Tears that dried
With the gently buried
Hearts that beat
For what come next
Aleatory wills are bane
To those left behind
And eat to live
To see a mistress coming by
Beat the heart furiously more
To love again
Who knows, one might
After all is said and done
But hissing fricatives
Where none should be
Turn one’s libido off and on
Or more to the off
One might say
O’ leave my heart alone!
To be grandiose in words
To show the making of a lord
Lord of what is moot to say
But waxing magniloquent
Of bird and bees and everything else
Is a turn off for the merry widow
Better to be magnificent in prowess
Of the heated loving kind
The Sound of Silencers
You swore you`d never leave me
Until the end of breath
The ramification of that Vow
Has now
Become a threat
Marathon upon thin ice
Our frostbit souls ache
Intimacy's billows dissipate
Since we surrendered
Gives for takes
can you recall an era
before numb tundra’s existence
when fortunes aleatoric
were historic
enveloping quintets of senses?
one moment drums echo whispers
of sweet nothings
the next we're hurling fricatives
of variety expletive
revealing extents of our rotting
as for the self-infliction
you previously warned
Im tempted to morph our magniloquence
into blessed silence
just look away as your fabric is torn
You swore you`d never leave me
Until the end of breath
The ramification of that Vow
Has now
Become a threat
Marathon upon thin ice
Our frostbit souls ache
Intimacy's billows dissipate
Since we surrendered
Gives for takes
can you recall an era
before numb tundra’s existence
when fortunes aleatoric
were historic
enveloping quintets of senses?
one moment drums echo whispers
of sweet nothings
the next we're hurling fricatives
of variety expletive
revealing extents of our rotting
as for the self-infliction
you previously warned
Im tempted to morph our magniloquence
into blessed silence
just look away as your fabric is torn
