Poetry competition CLOSED 19th December 2012 5:03am
WINNER
Whitewand6
Whitewand6
RUNNERS-UP:
FacePaint
and Lia-Cookie
A Life
Anonymous
Life is like,
The sky,
It's cloudy and gray,
Or it's blue and clear,
There's no knowing,
For certain,
If it's going to snow,
Or if it's going to rain,
Only when it hits you,
You can tell,
Caught by surprise,
You need to start tuning your ears,
And listening to the weather guys,
To see if it's an indian summer,
Or if the snow shall pile high,
To prepare for the tornado,
A twister, a typhoon,
It's all crazy,
Hailing down on your shoulders,
So take shelter,
Before it's too late,
Because life,
Is like weather.
The sky,
It's cloudy and gray,
Or it's blue and clear,
There's no knowing,
For certain,
If it's going to snow,
Or if it's going to rain,
Only when it hits you,
You can tell,
Caught by surprise,
You need to start tuning your ears,
And listening to the weather guys,
To see if it's an indian summer,
Or if the snow shall pile high,
To prepare for the tornado,
A twister, a typhoon,
It's all crazy,
Hailing down on your shoulders,
So take shelter,
Before it's too late,
Because life,
Is like weather.
Everything draws breath and lives,
Though life is small,
Seldom important to the universe
Which consults to know one
Nor knows a single being
That is worth its essence.
Down to us earthly things,
With our feet stuck down
And our heads high up,
Thinking superiority,
Life is a highly craved existence.
Mourned when lost,
Celebrated when given,
So highly confusing.
Thoroughly joyful.
Down to the smallest atom,
Where lives the electric touch
And creates all we know
And don't.
Life, what a word,
A wonder,
A paradox to the world,
But all the same
Strange and bountiful
Devastatingly beautiful.
Though life is small,
Seldom important to the universe
Which consults to know one
Nor knows a single being
That is worth its essence.
Down to us earthly things,
With our feet stuck down
And our heads high up,
Thinking superiority,
Life is a highly craved existence.
Mourned when lost,
Celebrated when given,
So highly confusing.
Thoroughly joyful.
Down to the smallest atom,
Where lives the electric touch
And creates all we know
And don't.
Life, what a word,
A wonder,
A paradox to the world,
But all the same
Strange and bountiful
Devastatingly beautiful.
street cred . a life
. dude . why don’t you get one
. stop ignoring the credibility of those
. those who have chosen to not obtain one for you
. as if we could…your friends, your family
. most of us have tabled the attempt long ago
. perhaps you missed out on your life while you were raiding ours
. the raiding hour (s)taking . away time
. good times
. all while not building
. not bringing in, retrieving quality time for yourself
. instead, filling your hour glass with unqualified seconds, moments
. taking us along on lifetimes you did not own
. dude . get a life
. get grown
shit man
what a waste
they say as he rots away
listless lifeless limp
redundant he lies still
on the coir mattress
or by the cobwebbed washbasin
ants crawling behind
darn'd chemicals
again
does not budge
ragged breaths
his lack of a gaze
wavers wanders
eyes that look
like hash coins
on fresh
ejaculate
thats what
he is
cum
junkie
an ugly fucker
stoned deluded denuded
abstraction
abomination
whom is he
kidding really
artist he calls
himself
as if
daydreaming/driftdying
is an art
or is it
fuck
.
A Story Called Life~
Here is a story about two souls,
Colliding in time with no complete control.
Jack was a bartender, loved his beer,
Mary was a lonely girl searchin’ for cheer.
She slid in a chair down at Ed’s Bar,
Asked for a whiskey and bud, just to start.
Jack gave a smile, said “This one’s on me”,
She smiled as she put down that old Tennessee.
He asked why a girl like her was there,
“You should be off with somebody somewhere.
How come a beautiful girl like you,
Looks like she doesn’t know what to do?”
Mary looked up and started to cry,
Then she calmed herself down and looked in Jacks eyes.
“Today I woke up cold and alone,
Another day gone by that I’m on my own.
Guess no one sees me for who I am,
I don’t think any of them even can.
I realized I have things I don’t need,
And cant seem to find what I’ve seen in my dreams.”
She picked up her Bud and put it down,
Gave a loud burp and said “Another round…”
Jack poured her drinks and said “I’m sorry, Dear,
Tell me all about it and I’ll buy the beer.”
They sat at the bar all of the night,
Talking about darkness and talking about light.
How time has a way of kicking yer ass,
How Love tends to come slow and leave pretty fast.
Next thing they knew the Moon was the Sun,
And Mary was waking up next to someone.
She thought they had been there all of her life,
For this was the first time she felt so alive.
They stayed together the rest of the day,
And somehow they managed to drift away.
Neither of them paid the world any mind,
For all of the day was just spent lost in time.
Mary and Jack became one through the years,
And being alone was not something they feared.
Mary said “Jack, I got something to say…”
And Jack gave a grin, said “Don’t keep me at bay!
Cause I have something to say to you,
So you tell me first and then I will tell, Too.”
She said “There’s something inside of me,
A sign that our Love was made so tenderly.
I feel it growing each day that goes by,
And soon you and I will look love in the eyes.
I hope it’s a boy who’s just like you,
Who tells me that He loves me and all that I do.
”That’s the first time Mary saw Jack cry,
He fell to his knee and he looked to the sky.
He looked back at her and gave a grin,
Said “Baby, you’re stuck so far under my skin.
There’s all of these things you do and say,
I don’t know what to call it, but I Love the way:
The way you come close to me at night,
The way you make everything seem all right.
The way you kiss me so tenderly,
The way you do it slow so the world can see.
The way you smile when you catch my stare,
The way I fell and wasn’t even aware.
You ARE the only thing I need in life,
Mary, wont you tell me if you’d be my wife?”
“Yes. YES! A Thousand Times I Will,
Even if we part, sweet Love, I’ll Love you still."
Nine months later came a little girl,
Eyes blue as the sky, a smile that spun the world.
Jack cried.
He looked into those baby eyes and He just cried.
But with such a happiness came woe,
After hemorrhaging, his Mary had to go.
He begged the God he didn’t like,
To spare his Mary and, instead, take HIS life...
He cried all alone there on the floor,
Everything he came to Love now was no more.
He looked at his daughter and he said:
“Looks like its just you and me from here,
Us against the world, while all just disappears…
Yer all I’ve got that’s a part of her,
And through every troubled time we will endure.”
Now eighteen years have come and then gone,
Baby’s grown up and Jack still holds on.
He’s watching his girl walk up on the stage,
The principle just read the name Haley May.
She walked up to the microphone stand,
Unfolded a paper she had in her hand,
And she said:
“Over the years I’ve learned many things,
Daddy, he taught me to Love and to Dream.
People taught me how to read and write,
To change thoughts into words with a little insight.
I’ve had my fare share of Love and Loss,
I learned time was nothing but Life’s bitter cost.
Never got to see Mama smile,
Never felt her Love, even for a while.
But I know that she is here today,
I can feel her, even though she’s far away.
So I say to mom, just this one time:
It’s you that kept this goal inside my mind.
Sometimes all I’d want was just to hide,
So I’d close my eyes and drift away inside.
And I saw you when I closed my eyes,
You helped calm me down when I wanted to cry.
I’m here today cause of Dad and You,
You’ve both made me proud, so you should feel it, too.
Here I stand today with my head high,
Diving into life knowing your love is on my side."
That night Jack and Haley watched a video,
Mary, saying how she’d love her family so.
“Nothing in this life is a sure thing,
But I’m sure I found what I saw in my dreams.
My Jack, he loves me more every day,
I hope we have a boy who will be the same.
It seems so strange when I reminisce,
Never thought my life would ever be like this.
Then I met this man when I had no one,
Now we’re to be married after Baby comes.
I’ve wanted family all my life,
But there was nobody there to cut my strife.
Now, here’s my man, Baby’s on the way,
I’m still thinking about what I’m gonna say.
First thing I will do is give a kiss,
Then what I will say will go something like this:
Hey, it’s nice to meet you finally.
Yer Dad and I have been waiting patiently.
You are just like what I dreamed of you,
Guess the really good ones sometimes DO come true."
Haley cried, but smiled just the same,
Then when Jack saw her, faster his teardrops came.
He said:
“She wanted a boy who’d be just like me,
Then gave me a girl that turned out just like she.
Aint it funny how some things turn out?
Life is ever something we know nothing about.
I thank the Stars for you, Haley May,
You’ll always be the one who makes this sorrow fade.
I Love you more than you’ll ever know,
Without you I would be completely alone."
Next morning Haley went to wake Jack,
But, to her dismay, he didn’t answer back.
He drifted off somewhere in the night,
Now Haley knows the Darkness and she knows the Light.
She now knows how time can kick yer ass,
How things tend to come slow and leave pretty fast.
A story such as this is called Life,
In it you’ll find Love and, also, you’ll find Strife
Here is a story about two souls,
Colliding in time with no complete control.
Jack was a bartender, loved his beer,
Mary was a lonely girl searchin’ for cheer.
She slid in a chair down at Ed’s Bar,
Asked for a whiskey and bud, just to start.
Jack gave a smile, said “This one’s on me”,
She smiled as she put down that old Tennessee.
He asked why a girl like her was there,
“You should be off with somebody somewhere.
How come a beautiful girl like you,
Looks like she doesn’t know what to do?”
Mary looked up and started to cry,
Then she calmed herself down and looked in Jacks eyes.
“Today I woke up cold and alone,
Another day gone by that I’m on my own.
Guess no one sees me for who I am,
I don’t think any of them even can.
I realized I have things I don’t need,
And cant seem to find what I’ve seen in my dreams.”
She picked up her Bud and put it down,
Gave a loud burp and said “Another round…”
Jack poured her drinks and said “I’m sorry, Dear,
Tell me all about it and I’ll buy the beer.”
They sat at the bar all of the night,
Talking about darkness and talking about light.
How time has a way of kicking yer ass,
How Love tends to come slow and leave pretty fast.
Next thing they knew the Moon was the Sun,
And Mary was waking up next to someone.
She thought they had been there all of her life,
For this was the first time she felt so alive.
They stayed together the rest of the day,
And somehow they managed to drift away.
Neither of them paid the world any mind,
For all of the day was just spent lost in time.
Mary and Jack became one through the years,
And being alone was not something they feared.
Mary said “Jack, I got something to say…”
And Jack gave a grin, said “Don’t keep me at bay!
Cause I have something to say to you,
So you tell me first and then I will tell, Too.”
She said “There’s something inside of me,
A sign that our Love was made so tenderly.
I feel it growing each day that goes by,
And soon you and I will look love in the eyes.
I hope it’s a boy who’s just like you,
Who tells me that He loves me and all that I do.
”That’s the first time Mary saw Jack cry,
He fell to his knee and he looked to the sky.
He looked back at her and gave a grin,
Said “Baby, you’re stuck so far under my skin.
There’s all of these things you do and say,
I don’t know what to call it, but I Love the way:
The way you come close to me at night,
The way you make everything seem all right.
The way you kiss me so tenderly,
The way you do it slow so the world can see.
The way you smile when you catch my stare,
The way I fell and wasn’t even aware.
You ARE the only thing I need in life,
Mary, wont you tell me if you’d be my wife?”
“Yes. YES! A Thousand Times I Will,
Even if we part, sweet Love, I’ll Love you still."
Nine months later came a little girl,
Eyes blue as the sky, a smile that spun the world.
Jack cried.
He looked into those baby eyes and He just cried.
But with such a happiness came woe,
After hemorrhaging, his Mary had to go.
He begged the God he didn’t like,
To spare his Mary and, instead, take HIS life...
He cried all alone there on the floor,
Everything he came to Love now was no more.
He looked at his daughter and he said:
“Looks like its just you and me from here,
Us against the world, while all just disappears…
Yer all I’ve got that’s a part of her,
And through every troubled time we will endure.”
Now eighteen years have come and then gone,
Baby’s grown up and Jack still holds on.
He’s watching his girl walk up on the stage,
The principle just read the name Haley May.
She walked up to the microphone stand,
Unfolded a paper she had in her hand,
And she said:
“Over the years I’ve learned many things,
Daddy, he taught me to Love and to Dream.
People taught me how to read and write,
To change thoughts into words with a little insight.
I’ve had my fare share of Love and Loss,
I learned time was nothing but Life’s bitter cost.
Never got to see Mama smile,
Never felt her Love, even for a while.
But I know that she is here today,
I can feel her, even though she’s far away.
So I say to mom, just this one time:
It’s you that kept this goal inside my mind.
Sometimes all I’d want was just to hide,
So I’d close my eyes and drift away inside.
And I saw you when I closed my eyes,
You helped calm me down when I wanted to cry.
I’m here today cause of Dad and You,
You’ve both made me proud, so you should feel it, too.
Here I stand today with my head high,
Diving into life knowing your love is on my side."
That night Jack and Haley watched a video,
Mary, saying how she’d love her family so.
“Nothing in this life is a sure thing,
But I’m sure I found what I saw in my dreams.
My Jack, he loves me more every day,
I hope we have a boy who will be the same.
It seems so strange when I reminisce,
Never thought my life would ever be like this.
Then I met this man when I had no one,
Now we’re to be married after Baby comes.
I’ve wanted family all my life,
But there was nobody there to cut my strife.
Now, here’s my man, Baby’s on the way,
I’m still thinking about what I’m gonna say.
First thing I will do is give a kiss,
Then what I will say will go something like this:
Hey, it’s nice to meet you finally.
Yer Dad and I have been waiting patiently.
You are just like what I dreamed of you,
Guess the really good ones sometimes DO come true."
Haley cried, but smiled just the same,
Then when Jack saw her, faster his teardrops came.
He said:
“She wanted a boy who’d be just like me,
Then gave me a girl that turned out just like she.
Aint it funny how some things turn out?
Life is ever something we know nothing about.
I thank the Stars for you, Haley May,
You’ll always be the one who makes this sorrow fade.
I Love you more than you’ll ever know,
Without you I would be completely alone."
Next morning Haley went to wake Jack,
But, to her dismay, he didn’t answer back.
He drifted off somewhere in the night,
Now Haley knows the Darkness and she knows the Light.
She now knows how time can kick yer ass,
How things tend to come slow and leave pretty fast.
A story such as this is called Life,
In it you’ll find Love and, also, you’ll find Strife
Existence has a sense of humour, but like the rest of him, I find it cruel.
Life and death, those lovesick fools,
they walk with me on my path, but at opposite ends, in the universes eyes they are nothing but tools.
Even when they meet, they are separated by a veil. This is the proverbial nail, and will be hammered into loves coffin forevermore. With every step I take, I move closer to deaths door,
and I for one am eager. Fate has compassion but its influence is meager. When I reach the end, I'll pass on a note that life told me to write,
and after I see his grim face smile I'll throw in the towel and give up this fight.
Life and death, those lovesick fools,
they walk with me on my path, but at opposite ends, in the universes eyes they are nothing but tools.
Even when they meet, they are separated by a veil. This is the proverbial nail, and will be hammered into loves coffin forevermore. With every step I take, I move closer to deaths door,
and I for one am eager. Fate has compassion but its influence is meager. When I reach the end, I'll pass on a note that life told me to write,
and after I see his grim face smile I'll throw in the towel and give up this fight.
This is about me and my life, about the me of my first incarnation and then the me of this life today and then the me of one possible future incarnation. A unique look at life that looks beyond just one span of time, but considers a more transcendant view of time. I hope you enjoy this journey!
- Three Lives, One Soul -
Part I – Paradise Lost (The Past)
When the dawn of time was still fresh in the memory,
Of gods, and angels; those who were yet not fallen…
I, in exile dwelt, in a loneliness craving love’s divinity.
But in this I grew jealous, and my pride was swollen!
War in the heavens, betwixt kindred long sundered…
The deaths of worlds, and the rebuilding of old ways,
Paradise rising from perdition, as powers thundered!
All humbled in the end before the first terrestrial days.
Oh where had gone my dream of love, amidst flame?
I was blinded by arrogance, trapped in my own web,
Forced to become mortal, to know death and shame.
Cast adrift by the fates, upon tides that flow and ebb!
The fall of old civilizations, and the rise of the nations,
All spread before me, and amongst it I was a-swim…
Living and loving, only to lose the reason for elations!
How many lifetimes had I lived and would live again?
Part II – Paradise Interrupted (The Present)
Born in the flesh of man, a woman in soul and nature,
This was I, in the hour of my birth into this very age!
Judged by the faith of my family, and made insecure,
Until my heart was heavy and my mind full of rage…
Trained, drained, by those in power who controlled.
I broke away, and by an angel was shown secrets…
And, for a time, I felt my spirit reborn and consoled.
I walked in darkness, then in light, without regrets…
Leaving the past behind me, embracing the feminine.
I became as I am now, though I am so much more,
Than what others see and anything they can imagine.
Once, I was a shy boy, and then a wanton whore…
But I am so much more: a lady, angel, and goddess.
Now I seek love, and to forget the pains long past,
And so I here share my soul, and my heart, confess.
Even thus, you cannot know the torments that last!
Part III – Paradise Regained (The Future)
What can there be, for one already called damned?
Kindred of light and darkness; wanton and weary…
Yet so: unable to rest as I obey an older command.
I must dance amidst the fires, until all grows bleary!
Like Shiva, like Kali, my dance shall be beautiful…
And in passion I will be consumed, with this world.
Beyond the final days, into a paradise so bountiful,
That is where love takes a lover into arms whirled!
I know not who shall love me, only that she shall…
For the man I was, for the woman I am and will be.
Gone is the angel who rebelled and then thus fell…
I wear a new face and form, for all mankind to see.
The fires humble me, and yet cannot take my light!
I am still a goddess, and the woman I am is eternal.
Love me in the darkness; be welcome in the night!
If Heaven rejects me, I must embrace the infernal.
- Three Lives, One Soul -
Part I – Paradise Lost (The Past)
When the dawn of time was still fresh in the memory,
Of gods, and angels; those who were yet not fallen…
I, in exile dwelt, in a loneliness craving love’s divinity.
But in this I grew jealous, and my pride was swollen!
War in the heavens, betwixt kindred long sundered…
The deaths of worlds, and the rebuilding of old ways,
Paradise rising from perdition, as powers thundered!
All humbled in the end before the first terrestrial days.
Oh where had gone my dream of love, amidst flame?
I was blinded by arrogance, trapped in my own web,
Forced to become mortal, to know death and shame.
Cast adrift by the fates, upon tides that flow and ebb!
The fall of old civilizations, and the rise of the nations,
All spread before me, and amongst it I was a-swim…
Living and loving, only to lose the reason for elations!
How many lifetimes had I lived and would live again?
Part II – Paradise Interrupted (The Present)
Born in the flesh of man, a woman in soul and nature,
This was I, in the hour of my birth into this very age!
Judged by the faith of my family, and made insecure,
Until my heart was heavy and my mind full of rage…
Trained, drained, by those in power who controlled.
I broke away, and by an angel was shown secrets…
And, for a time, I felt my spirit reborn and consoled.
I walked in darkness, then in light, without regrets…
Leaving the past behind me, embracing the feminine.
I became as I am now, though I am so much more,
Than what others see and anything they can imagine.
Once, I was a shy boy, and then a wanton whore…
But I am so much more: a lady, angel, and goddess.
Now I seek love, and to forget the pains long past,
And so I here share my soul, and my heart, confess.
Even thus, you cannot know the torments that last!
Part III – Paradise Regained (The Future)
What can there be, for one already called damned?
Kindred of light and darkness; wanton and weary…
Yet so: unable to rest as I obey an older command.
I must dance amidst the fires, until all grows bleary!
Like Shiva, like Kali, my dance shall be beautiful…
And in passion I will be consumed, with this world.
Beyond the final days, into a paradise so bountiful,
That is where love takes a lover into arms whirled!
I know not who shall love me, only that she shall…
For the man I was, for the woman I am and will be.
Gone is the angel who rebelled and then thus fell…
I wear a new face and form, for all mankind to see.
The fires humble me, and yet cannot take my light!
I am still a goddess, and the woman I am is eternal.
Love me in the darkness; be welcome in the night!
If Heaven rejects me, I must embrace the infernal.
Life is a fog,
You always have to through it blindly,
Risking where you might end up,
And once you come through at the other end,
You discover you aren't where you should be,
And you try to turn around,
Only to be swamped in another fog again.
People are like birds,
They fly free,
Doing whatever they want to,
Not caring what anyone thinks,
And just going to that place,
They want to be.
Defining us can never be done,
For we have criminals,
And we have legends,
We have men,
And we have women,
We have the old,
And the young,
We have the quiet,
And the loud,
But we all have hearts,
Some stronger than others,
But most often,
Get ripped in two.
And that's life.
You always have to through it blindly,
Risking where you might end up,
And once you come through at the other end,
You discover you aren't where you should be,
And you try to turn around,
Only to be swamped in another fog again.
People are like birds,
They fly free,
Doing whatever they want to,
Not caring what anyone thinks,
And just going to that place,
They want to be.
Defining us can never be done,
For we have criminals,
And we have legends,
We have men,
And we have women,
We have the old,
And the young,
We have the quiet,
And the loud,
But we all have hearts,
Some stronger than others,
But most often,
Get ripped in two.
And that's life.
Anonymous
To & Fro
Went I away to Constantinople
Where I stayed a long while
Forgetting the past
Erasing memories
I became a seasoned archiver
Of lost and stolen mementos
Keeping the cherished
Foregoing the worthless
While there I met princes
Who had all they ever dreamed
I befriended beggars
That longed for the crumbs
I felt age catch up to me
With each passing season
I grew old and gray of memory
The feast became leaner in time
Friends I made sang their goodbyes
Nothing was left for me there
So I resigned myself to be
A different man from a different time
For much had changed from ages past
Loves had moved on and children had grown
Words once spoken to my surprise
Were no longer known
The enduring tide called for me
When it became my time
Went I away into the sea
And left Constantinople behind
Went I away to Constantinople
Where I stayed a long while
Forgetting the past
Erasing memories
I became a seasoned archiver
Of lost and stolen mementos
Keeping the cherished
Foregoing the worthless
While there I met princes
Who had all they ever dreamed
I befriended beggars
That longed for the crumbs
I felt age catch up to me
With each passing season
I grew old and gray of memory
The feast became leaner in time
Friends I made sang their goodbyes
Nothing was left for me there
So I resigned myself to be
A different man from a different time
For much had changed from ages past
Loves had moved on and children had grown
Words once spoken to my surprise
Were no longer known
The enduring tide called for me
When it became my time
Went I away into the sea
And left Constantinople behind
Anonymous
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hopeless marriage
click, click, click
my fingers tapping
on the keyboard as
i work on a new piece
you come up behind me
right on schedule
telling me it's late
i tell you i want
to finish the line
i'm working on
you say you want
me to come to bed
i want you to
leave me alone
when i say i will
be there in a moment
we both know i'm telling
a little lie
you sigh and go
to bed alone
i send out my poem
as soon as it is complete
within a few short weeks
i get a check in the mail
you say you want to be
a writer like me
i say i will help
you get a job writing
soon you are writing
newspaper articles
and keeping me up late
click, click, click
my fingers tapping
on the keyboard as
i work on a new piece
you come up behind me
right on schedule
telling me it's late
i tell you i want
to finish the line
i'm working on
you say you want
me to come to bed
i want you to
leave me alone
when i say i will
be there in a moment
we both know i'm telling
a little lie
you sigh and go
to bed alone
i send out my poem
as soon as it is complete
within a few short weeks
i get a check in the mail
you say you want to be
a writer like me
i say i will help
you get a job writing
soon you are writing
newspaper articles
and keeping me up late
