Poetry competition CLOSED 23rd January 2013 4:32pm
WINNER
Indie (Miss Indie)
Indie (Miss Indie)
RUNNERS-UP:
lepperochan
and nikkimoe
POETIC WORD PUZZLE
Anonymous
Poetry Contest Description
Take the words listed below and write a poem using all of them. You pick the subject.
wind
juxtaposed
barnacle
ice
wine
peppermint
jaded
sacrilegious
swirling
rocky
sixteen
total
chewing
icicle
centipede
Two entries maximum.
Collaborations welcome (credit will be split).
Any length, any style.
Good Luck!
Strider
juxtaposed
barnacle
ice
wine
peppermint
jaded
sacrilegious
swirling
rocky
sixteen
total
chewing
icicle
centipede
Two entries maximum.
Collaborations welcome (credit will be split).
Any length, any style.
Good Luck!
Strider
~~Cold~~~
Juxtaposed photos
of us at sixteen,
peppermint wine
swirling in our glasses
wind blowing against the ice
a chill was in the air
you were the jaded barnacle
I, the sacrilegious centipede
total nothingness inside of everything
rocky realizations lead me to leave,
I left you chewing on icicles
Juxtaposed photos
of us at sixteen,
peppermint wine
swirling in our glasses
wind blowing against the ice
a chill was in the air
you were the jaded barnacle
I, the sacrilegious centipede
total nothingness inside of everything
rocky realizations lead me to leave,
I left you chewing on icicles
nikkimoe said: ~~Cold~~~
Juxtaposed photos
of us at sixteen,
peppermint wine
swirling in our glasses
wind blowing against the ice
a chill was in the air
you were the jaded barnacle
I, the sacrilegious centipede
total nothingness inside of everything
rocky realizations lead me to leave,
I left you chewing on icicles
Nikki
I don't think I even wanna try after reading this... Very nicely done
Juxtaposed photos
of us at sixteen,
peppermint wine
swirling in our glasses
wind blowing against the ice
a chill was in the air
you were the jaded barnacle
I, the sacrilegious centipede
total nothingness inside of everything
rocky realizations lead me to leave,
I left you chewing on icicles
Nikki
I don't think I even wanna try after reading this... Very nicely done
Anonymous
Great start Nikki....come on ladies where's your poetic fighting spirit!?
Strider:D
Strider:D
we were rapidly juxtaposed
where the weather was rocky
when the wind was chewing on
our peppermint eyes that met
bloodshot and swirling
too old for icicle back-stabbings
maybe when we were sixteen
and the sacrilegious was "in"
you've been a barnacle to me-
the jaded ice-centipede
always just inching by
in total
you may think that it's the wine,
it is.
Frozen Heart
The jaded wind breathes a hint of scorn
As I recall the juxtaposed faces
Of a time when we were just sixteen
With sacrilegious mindsets
And a rocky foundation
The barnacle I found in you insinuated icicles
For I was, am, but a cold centipede
With fangs of ice disguised as affection
Chewing my way through a mundane psyche
Untill I devoured with total intrusion
Spiraling young love into a widows web
For the fruits of your wine repulsed me
Truthfully, peppermint kisses never did hold my fancy
The jaded wind breathes a hint of scorn
As I recall the juxtaposed faces
Of a time when we were just sixteen
With sacrilegious mindsets
And a rocky foundation
The barnacle I found in you insinuated icicles
For I was, am, but a cold centipede
With fangs of ice disguised as affection
Chewing my way through a mundane psyche
Untill I devoured with total intrusion
Spiraling young love into a widows web
For the fruits of your wine repulsed me
Truthfully, peppermint kisses never did hold my fancy
I wanted to enter the competition but I don't want my poem to be considered when choosing the winner and runners up... Please.
Swirling Sentiments
My days
were easier to swallow
with him so close
in his mornings
honey against coffee lips
so sweet
Connections
dipped in sublime
where he fed me
angel delights
in soft music
and stolen moments
We played
in notes of patchouli
the aphrodisiac
had a decadent allure
enhancing our already
desirous intentions
there was no dust
on our ground
it was all
smooth silk and inviting
Swirling sentiments
met peppermint tongues
the thrill of hot
and cold sensations
in ice and wax pleasure
with wine flavoured
thirst quenching journey's
poured over skin
my fingers moved
in centipede motion
spine digits trembling
spinning sacrilegious symbols
Chewing my lip as his heat
soared through me
a count of sixteen
took me over the edge
he melted my icicle heart
Such beautiful times
he enchanted me beyond thought
captured and played me
in a such melodious rhythm
I miss him now he is gone
Alone with the taunting wind
and a jaded view
sitting on a rocky outcrop
barnacle patterns total up
along the cliffs
juxtaposed like an army
ready to take on intruders
and the tears I have held back
for so very long
start to silently fall
Swirling Sentiments
My days
were easier to swallow
with him so close
in his mornings
honey against coffee lips
so sweet
Connections
dipped in sublime
where he fed me
angel delights
in soft music
and stolen moments
We played
in notes of patchouli
the aphrodisiac
had a decadent allure
enhancing our already
desirous intentions
there was no dust
on our ground
it was all
smooth silk and inviting
Swirling sentiments
met peppermint tongues
the thrill of hot
and cold sensations
in ice and wax pleasure
with wine flavoured
thirst quenching journey's
poured over skin
my fingers moved
in centipede motion
spine digits trembling
spinning sacrilegious symbols
Chewing my lip as his heat
soared through me
a count of sixteen
took me over the edge
he melted my icicle heart
Such beautiful times
he enchanted me beyond thought
captured and played me
in a such melodious rhythm
I miss him now he is gone
Alone with the taunting wind
and a jaded view
sitting on a rocky outcrop
barnacle patterns total up
along the cliffs
juxtaposed like an army
ready to take on intruders
and the tears I have held back
for so very long
start to silently fall
Where did you go?
Where have you gone?
in this centipede light
lost in the jaded peppermint wind
like a dislodged barnacle floating aimlessly
though the rocky ocean
My icicle heart bleeds pure wine
and sixteen identical tears
for the years we lived
in swirling sacrilegious ice covered sin
juxtaposed against our unborn purity of spirit
Where have you gone?
as the bookworms keep chewing
through our flawed dream philosophies
were we ever really here at all
the silence is too total without you here
to cut through the rainbow and shower us
with the prism hope of white light
Where have you gone?
Where have you gone?
in this centipede light
lost in the jaded peppermint wind
like a dislodged barnacle floating aimlessly
though the rocky ocean
My icicle heart bleeds pure wine
and sixteen identical tears
for the years we lived
in swirling sacrilegious ice covered sin
juxtaposed against our unborn purity of spirit
Where have you gone?
as the bookworms keep chewing
through our flawed dream philosophies
were we ever really here at all
the silence is too total without you here
to cut through the rainbow and shower us
with the prism hope of white light
Where have you gone?
'Till the red sun, set
she was always a wild one
and sharp as an icicle
hanging from a rocky cavern
when she was cold
she could hold ice in her hand
and it wouldn't begin to melt
we lay juxtaposed,
jaded, and short of breath
with sounds of the low tide
swirling around
the bottle of Beaujolais wine
we'd left for cooling
in one of the small half filled pools
the baby crabs seem to like
the east wind whistled a shanty
through a hole in the broken boat
dotted with limpet and barnacle
and left
to perish on the sand.
somewhat sacrilegious
for any sea loving creature to do
she'd seen a centipede
and threw sixteen pebbles at it
one by one
making it zig-zag across the sand
in a maddened haphazard dash
to save it's life
and she laughed a laugh
that lit up the orange flecks
in her brown eyes
and made her hair shimmy her shoulders
we stayed there until the sun set
watched it's red hue
drowning in the night tide
and we spoke about
the total fascination we both had
for the stars that danced
throughout sky
then we ate the peppermint gum
set aside
for the drive home
in-case a lonely sheriff
stopped us
for a conversation
she was always a wild one
and sharp as an icicle
hanging from a rocky cavern
when she was cold
she could hold ice in her hand
and it wouldn't begin to melt
we lay juxtaposed,
jaded, and short of breath
with sounds of the low tide
swirling around
the bottle of Beaujolais wine
we'd left for cooling
in one of the small half filled pools
the baby crabs seem to like
the east wind whistled a shanty
through a hole in the broken boat
dotted with limpet and barnacle
and left
to perish on the sand.
somewhat sacrilegious
for any sea loving creature to do
she'd seen a centipede
and threw sixteen pebbles at it
one by one
making it zig-zag across the sand
in a maddened haphazard dash
to save it's life
and she laughed a laugh
that lit up the orange flecks
in her brown eyes
and made her hair shimmy her shoulders
we stayed there until the sun set
watched it's red hue
drowning in the night tide
and we spoke about
the total fascination we both had
for the stars that danced
throughout sky
then we ate the peppermint gum
set aside
for the drive home
in-case a lonely sheriff
stopped us
for a conversation
Triclinium pig
Carried by the wind
all the things I've cried about
All the means done without
To salve your soul
Was nothing watching it take its toll
Barnacles upon the ship
Kept the craft docked
Never the chance to sail
Forever full stop
Locked within ice
The frozen standstill
Chewing grinding spitting nails
left with icicle stalactites
For some added weight
Freedom from seeking
Searching and seeing
How juxtaposed this being
You punched holes
Leaving me sinking
How sacrilegious after the woship
Deposed
the jaded Argo
Carried you on his back
Thru swirling typhoons
And rocky beachheads
Pints given blood that I bled
In total bliss and pride
Oh how I smiled
Twogether weathering your storms
If they were mine
You hadn't the time
I thought the world was ours
Including said weather
instead I received peppermint
Lies and whys this wasn't ever
The wine of life flows easily
To your bottomless gullet
One of many reasons I'm sullen
Empty promised palm
Empty promised land
Laid wide open
You the centipede chewing
On trees of life
Swearing its your right
This to be my wife?
Sucking the marrow
And shitting where you eat
I am at a loss
This is no mean feat
If we were but sixteen again
i'd know then never
To let you in
Carried by the wind
all the things I've cried about
All the means done without
To salve your soul
Was nothing watching it take its toll
Barnacles upon the ship
Kept the craft docked
Never the chance to sail
Forever full stop
Locked within ice
The frozen standstill
Chewing grinding spitting nails
left with icicle stalactites
For some added weight
Freedom from seeking
Searching and seeing
How juxtaposed this being
You punched holes
Leaving me sinking
How sacrilegious after the woship
Deposed
the jaded Argo
Carried you on his back
Thru swirling typhoons
And rocky beachheads
Pints given blood that I bled
In total bliss and pride
Oh how I smiled
Twogether weathering your storms
If they were mine
You hadn't the time
I thought the world was ours
Including said weather
instead I received peppermint
Lies and whys this wasn't ever
The wine of life flows easily
To your bottomless gullet
One of many reasons I'm sullen
Empty promised palm
Empty promised land
Laid wide open
You the centipede chewing
On trees of life
Swearing its your right
This to be my wife?
Sucking the marrow
And shitting where you eat
I am at a loss
This is no mean feat
If we were but sixteen again
i'd know then never
To let you in
Hell of a holiday (juxtaposed)
==========
Wind tore
the barnacles
off my rocky spine,
And i laid
on the shore
for sixteen days
in total
and i bled wine
sacrilegious
to every religion,
on to the
jaded peppermint
plants that sheltered
themselves in sheets
of swirling ice
from the centipedes
that now became
My vertebrae
eventually
they chewed
through the icicles
that engulfed
my ribcage
as i laid on
the shore
for 16
days in total
==========
Wind tore
the barnacles
off my rocky spine,
And i laid
on the shore
for sixteen days
in total
and i bled wine
sacrilegious
to every religion,
on to the
jaded peppermint
plants that sheltered
themselves in sheets
of swirling ice
from the centipedes
that now became
My vertebrae
eventually
they chewed
through the icicles
that engulfed
my ribcage
as i laid on
the shore
for 16
days in total
Anonymous
Lots of great poems to choose from...will be back soon. Strider :)
Anonymous
Fellow,
Re-read and re-read~all nice works! I liked them like this:
1) Miss Indie
2) Lepperochan
3) Nikkimoe
Thanks to Miss B. Gotten, Magdalena, Kourtnissixxx, souladareatease, and Will for entering, too!
Keep writing....Strider :)
Re-read and re-read~all nice works! I liked them like this:
1) Miss Indie
2) Lepperochan
3) Nikkimoe
Thanks to Miss B. Gotten, Magdalena, Kourtnissixxx, souladareatease, and Will for entering, too!
Keep writing....Strider :)
