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Poetry competition CLOSED 8th January 2013 1:43am
WINNER
Mourningcloak
Mourningcloak
RUNNERS-UP:
DystopianMelody
and Aoife-pen
The thrill of...
Poetry Contest Description
As the title states, write a poem about something that causes your thrill.
As stated above, write a poem about something that stirs the blood and pumps adrenaline. As a safeguard, there are a few rules:
1) No sex! I want this to be somewhat challenging, and that is far too easy to write the thrill about.
2) Drugs are ok, just be creative with it. None of that "meth filled my vains as the marijuana smoked the room" crap. Make it thrilling not mello.
3) Have fun with it, because each poet has only one shot (that means one entry per poet).
4) NO DRAMA OR SIDE CONVERSATIONS! That's what pm-ing is for.
Any other questions, all you have to do is ask.
With regard,
Genesis
1) No sex! I want this to be somewhat challenging, and that is far too easy to write the thrill about.
2) Drugs are ok, just be creative with it. None of that "meth filled my vains as the marijuana smoked the room" crap. Make it thrilling not mello.
3) Have fun with it, because each poet has only one shot (that means one entry per poet).
4) NO DRAMA OR SIDE CONVERSATIONS! That's what pm-ing is for.
Any other questions, all you have to do is ask.
With regard,
Genesis
No smoke
No coke
My thrill
no pill
Closed doors
Drawn curtains
Licked the edge
Just perfect
One stoke
my breath hitches
Shinning metal
my own little prayer
My body trembles
as crimson rises
Shuddering against
The euphoric Haze
Iced chill
not two, not three
but four
may some day do the trick
No coke
My thrill
no pill
Closed doors
Drawn curtains
Licked the edge
Just perfect
One stoke
my breath hitches
Shinning metal
my own little prayer
My body trembles
as crimson rises
Shuddering against
The euphoric Haze
Iced chill
not two, not three
but four
may some day do the trick
Anonymous
the thrill of your hair is simple
it grows and grows
and does not stop
it keeps it's time to minimums.
what i work for is time less than clocks
a ticking down of minutes
where the forward is your forehead contemplating
the realm of us now
and then it comes back full circle
as if the world had split it's oval
as if geometry was concept enough for you.
the bungee cord of your eyelids fluttered finally
down
and i hung and clung and shriveled upward
to the scare of what becomes a thrill
to what finally becomes
and then the insects flutter down
the flies all die
the spiders get bored and full
and the moths have hit the lightbulb too hard
to ever fly back down.
so maybe all excitement is only
infinite waste
and maybe this is the way
we wanted crumbs to decompose
maybe this is the flutter you sought
when the world spun fast
you standing there arms fallen down
waiting for the ground to punch up
and set the bruises on your face
to bloodless.
it grows and grows
and does not stop
it keeps it's time to minimums.
what i work for is time less than clocks
a ticking down of minutes
where the forward is your forehead contemplating
the realm of us now
and then it comes back full circle
as if the world had split it's oval
as if geometry was concept enough for you.
the bungee cord of your eyelids fluttered finally
down
and i hung and clung and shriveled upward
to the scare of what becomes a thrill
to what finally becomes
and then the insects flutter down
the flies all die
the spiders get bored and full
and the moths have hit the lightbulb too hard
to ever fly back down.
so maybe all excitement is only
infinite waste
and maybe this is the way
we wanted crumbs to decompose
maybe this is the flutter you sought
when the world spun fast
you standing there arms fallen down
waiting for the ground to punch up
and set the bruises on your face
to bloodless.
-Needless Revenge-
I loved her
I really did,
But she betrayed me.
And because she betrayed me,
She has to pay!
I went to her house that dark, dark night
The one night that even the demons from the hell wouldn’t come to earth
It’s the one night that neither the almighty god
Nor the almighty devil can or will touch me
For my fury burns all around me
I went to her house while she was playing with her new boy toy
I slipped into the back yard
And in through the back window with ease
She nor her boy saw or heard me coming for them
Within seconds they are unconscious
I drag their limp bodies down the stairs
Thump, thump, thump
Their heads bounce off the stairs
I tie their hands to the poles in the ceiling
I tie them so that they face each other
I get my knife, set it on the table
I throw ice water onto their bodies
As soon as she sees me her face morphs into inhuman hatred
I look her in the eyes and tell her "watch"
"You should enjoy this"
I grab the knife and throw it at her boy
He screams a scream that the Banshee's would be scared of
I rip the knife down
Nearly ripping his arm off in the process
Blood gushes out and covers my hand and the floor
She looks disgusted, I’m happy, but still hungry for revenge
I cut his bonds
He is still screaming
He looks at me and freezes, and says "w-what are you?"
I say your worst nightmare
I jump on top of him and punch him 1, 2, 3, 10 times in rapid succession
I disembowel his other arm
Rip his legs free from his body
Then I rip out his heart and put it in Her mouth
I cut her down and push her to her knees
I cut off her head, and watch her dead body spasm
I lay down in the red pool of death that I created
I fall into endless dreams of sweet bloody bliss
I love Needless Revenge
It is the trill that makes me shiver with anticipation
I loved her
I really did,
But she betrayed me.
And because she betrayed me,
She has to pay!
I went to her house that dark, dark night
The one night that even the demons from the hell wouldn’t come to earth
It’s the one night that neither the almighty god
Nor the almighty devil can or will touch me
For my fury burns all around me
I went to her house while she was playing with her new boy toy
I slipped into the back yard
And in through the back window with ease
She nor her boy saw or heard me coming for them
Within seconds they are unconscious
I drag their limp bodies down the stairs
Thump, thump, thump
Their heads bounce off the stairs
I tie their hands to the poles in the ceiling
I tie them so that they face each other
I get my knife, set it on the table
I throw ice water onto their bodies
As soon as she sees me her face morphs into inhuman hatred
I look her in the eyes and tell her "watch"
"You should enjoy this"
I grab the knife and throw it at her boy
He screams a scream that the Banshee's would be scared of
I rip the knife down
Nearly ripping his arm off in the process
Blood gushes out and covers my hand and the floor
She looks disgusted, I’m happy, but still hungry for revenge
I cut his bonds
He is still screaming
He looks at me and freezes, and says "w-what are you?"
I say your worst nightmare
I jump on top of him and punch him 1, 2, 3, 10 times in rapid succession
I disembowel his other arm
Rip his legs free from his body
Then I rip out his heart and put it in Her mouth
I cut her down and push her to her knees
I cut off her head, and watch her dead body spasm
I lay down in the red pool of death that I created
I fall into endless dreams of sweet bloody bliss
I love Needless Revenge
It is the trill that makes me shiver with anticipation
Because I am good at it............
I Played Magic
I played magic
on the spine of my will
drew it in symbols
and whisperings of time
protection danced invisible
around my walls
safety from ill will
and the dark shadows
From every natural source
I pull energy
channelling my intent
with precision
no room to leak
from misinterpretation
Enchantment burns
in tendrils around my form
Milk skin bathed in passion
I speak words into the night
and bid my will in sigil shape
as climax tattoos it in my mind
casting out intentions of truth
to find the answers required
I ground to the earth
lighter of mind and burden
the energy shimmers out
finding it's direction
on the wind of my choice
I play magic
on the spine of my will
if magic is what it is
I like to think it is
ability of belief in oneself
and the power within
I Played Magic
I played magic
on the spine of my will
drew it in symbols
and whisperings of time
protection danced invisible
around my walls
safety from ill will
and the dark shadows
From every natural source
I pull energy
channelling my intent
with precision
no room to leak
from misinterpretation
Enchantment burns
in tendrils around my form
Milk skin bathed in passion
I speak words into the night
and bid my will in sigil shape
as climax tattoos it in my mind
casting out intentions of truth
to find the answers required
I ground to the earth
lighter of mind and burden
the energy shimmers out
finding it's direction
on the wind of my choice
I play magic
on the spine of my will
if magic is what it is
I like to think it is
ability of belief in oneself
and the power within
Great submissions so far!
Aoife-pen: the edge if life and death. Fresh drawn blood. Very nice.
Petrus: life lived fast, only in vain. Good!
Pravus: the thrill of revenge and bloodlust! I like that.
Magdalena: And the thrill of watching the results. Very original!
Aoife-pen: the edge if life and death. Fresh drawn blood. Very nice.
Petrus: life lived fast, only in vain. Good!
Pravus: the thrill of revenge and bloodlust! I like that.
Magdalena: And the thrill of watching the results. Very original!
Provocation In Offense
I am twisted,
i play the wicked,
a little nervous,
when i am waiting,
but the pleasure,
is worth it,
so i put some,
some nasty words on,
all over my clothes,
and when they see it,
they are like OH !
those reactions,
are better than gold,
and i laugh,
how stupid,
can they be,
if they still didn't get,
that i am free...
I am twisted,
i play the wicked,
a little nervous,
when i am waiting,
but the pleasure,
is worth it,
so i put some,
some nasty words on,
all over my clothes,
and when they see it,
they are like OH !
those reactions,
are better than gold,
and i laugh,
how stupid,
can they be,
if they still didn't get,
that i am free...
Time capsule infinities wrapped in fate's drawer
A longing for knowing leaves nothing but more
To dwell upon answers that can't be stated
Except on these nights as my eyes are dilated
Could we look to tomorrow and hold any certainty?
Or get on high on emotion that I'm feeling currently?
Searching for clarity in a distortion of lies
Sirens scream out as you look on with your eyes
To see that nothing is real in this clouded perspective
reverberated confusion peering through a carnal collective
Kaleidoscope horrors lay out this surrealist textbook
As every simple structure has been vehemently mistook
For a menial composition of touch and tunnel vision
Rendering this plane with a faulty choice of indecision
The confines of this mind have a world to behold
and in this body we stand has a tale to be told
This existence is a poem so why not write it
All is to be doubted there's no way to fight it
A longing for knowing leaves nothing but more
To dwell upon answers that can't be stated
Except on these nights as my eyes are dilated
Could we look to tomorrow and hold any certainty?
Or get on high on emotion that I'm feeling currently?
Searching for clarity in a distortion of lies
Sirens scream out as you look on with your eyes
To see that nothing is real in this clouded perspective
reverberated confusion peering through a carnal collective
Kaleidoscope horrors lay out this surrealist textbook
As every simple structure has been vehemently mistook
For a menial composition of touch and tunnel vision
Rendering this plane with a faulty choice of indecision
The confines of this mind have a world to behold
and in this body we stand has a tale to be told
This existence is a poem so why not write it
All is to be doubted there's no way to fight it
Anonymous
So many years of trying
shattered hopes and empty dreams
Timer is not ticking
Frozen Memories
Each month we ache much harder
Lost faith in all mankind
Pray for miracle workings
On a womb that's had its time
We wait
Disappointment strangles tight
Then one fine morning, back in June
My whole world was spun around
As I brace myself for whats to come
In the most amazing nine months ahead
My dream of being Mom
We wait
For the thrill of my baby son.
Worth the wait
shattered hopes and empty dreams
Timer is not ticking
Frozen Memories
Each month we ache much harder
Lost faith in all mankind
Pray for miracle workings
On a womb that's had its time
We wait
Disappointment strangles tight
Then one fine morning, back in June
My whole world was spun around
As I brace myself for whats to come
In the most amazing nine months ahead
My dream of being Mom
We wait
For the thrill of my baby son.
Worth the wait
Serpent of Deceit
Right between my feet, he slithers in Deceit
Entering a comfort zone in which vows are intended to defeat.
The Joy that was built and the memories made.
begin to dissipate ,disperse in a fade.
The pain and the agony , is felt by his blade.
parting my family, now I build rage .
The flames are engulfed, rapid pace of a pulse.
blood boiling flows, I enter where no body knows.
the pysch of a mind in search of that line
which was crossed before my eyes, yet so blind.
As an unguarded fort , ambushed by life to distort.
An Evil emerges waiting to come forth.
the fire that's played with, is no flame ,but a torch.
His trickery trickles , and revenge shall now pour.
And with a Sudden halt, life has so much more
I look down by my side ,to the one I live for .
Right between my feet, he slithers in Deceit
Entering a comfort zone in which vows are intended to defeat.
The Joy that was built and the memories made.
begin to dissipate ,disperse in a fade.
The pain and the agony , is felt by his blade.
parting my family, now I build rage .
The flames are engulfed, rapid pace of a pulse.
blood boiling flows, I enter where no body knows.
the pysch of a mind in search of that line
which was crossed before my eyes, yet so blind.
As an unguarded fort , ambushed by life to distort.
An Evil emerges waiting to come forth.
the fire that's played with, is no flame ,but a torch.
His trickery trickles , and revenge shall now pour.
And with a Sudden halt, life has so much more
I look down by my side ,to the one I live for .
A Moments Potential / The Drop of A Hat
As it falls....
Trumpets blare
Sunshine glares
A Beautiful banner flares
And on it there's a picture of her with the word 'Beware!'
I fell in love at the drop of a hat
As I always do
And you'll probably laugh
But you weren't there!
You never saw how slowly she moved
Every tiny movement bursting with grace
From the way she bent her leg to the nuances of emotion in her face
The way she reached out to retrieve her hat
But ended up chasing a cold breath of wind
That same breath brought her hat and heart almost to me
It played with her hair the way I wished I could
And lifted her cautious, gorgeous, sweetly dripping maple syrup eyes to mine
As tears brought on by the cold fell from her eyes, along with my jaw to the ground
The weight of them seemed to shake me to my core, it rattled me enough to turn my adoring eyes inwards and leave the world suddenly a darker place
Never again!
I won't let single precious priceless diamond tear fall from those innocent eyes while I still live!
I'll be her friendly neighbourhood
Peter... Parker, pan or Patel,
the name doesn't really matter
What matters is the power that I hold
The power to bring laughter, warmth and prevent any future earthquake tears
But only if I let myself
Only if I pick up her hat and hand it back with a charming smile and heart opening 'Hi'.....
But for all of my amazing abilities, the power of stopping time or the fall of my foot doesn't seem to be among them
So I step on your hat and the single piece of your heart that fell when you looked at me
And am left to watch the cautiousness in your eyes fade to the blackest beginnings of hurt and their dripping maple syrup sweetness turn to poison
For all my super strength and speed, that's one more heart I'll never again be near
So I'll just walk away hoping for another hat to fall
So when it's beautiful owner bends down to pick it up
I can look at her ass, then right through her eyes
And give her my all
As it falls....
Trumpets blare
Sunshine glares
A Beautiful banner flares
And on it there's a picture of her with the word 'Beware!'
I fell in love at the drop of a hat
As I always do
And you'll probably laugh
But you weren't there!
You never saw how slowly she moved
Every tiny movement bursting with grace
From the way she bent her leg to the nuances of emotion in her face
The way she reached out to retrieve her hat
But ended up chasing a cold breath of wind
That same breath brought her hat and heart almost to me
It played with her hair the way I wished I could
And lifted her cautious, gorgeous, sweetly dripping maple syrup eyes to mine
As tears brought on by the cold fell from her eyes, along with my jaw to the ground
The weight of them seemed to shake me to my core, it rattled me enough to turn my adoring eyes inwards and leave the world suddenly a darker place
Never again!
I won't let single precious priceless diamond tear fall from those innocent eyes while I still live!
I'll be her friendly neighbourhood
Peter... Parker, pan or Patel,
the name doesn't really matter
What matters is the power that I hold
The power to bring laughter, warmth and prevent any future earthquake tears
But only if I let myself
Only if I pick up her hat and hand it back with a charming smile and heart opening 'Hi'.....
But for all of my amazing abilities, the power of stopping time or the fall of my foot doesn't seem to be among them
So I step on your hat and the single piece of your heart that fell when you looked at me
And am left to watch the cautiousness in your eyes fade to the blackest beginnings of hurt and their dripping maple syrup sweetness turn to poison
For all my super strength and speed, that's one more heart I'll never again be near
So I'll just walk away hoping for another hat to fall
So when it's beautiful owner bends down to pick it up
I can look at her ass, then right through her eyes
And give her my all
