Poetry competition CLOSED 19th July 2013 9:25pm
WINNER
GBLJ09712 (Luis Cruz)
GBLJ09712 (Luis Cruz)
RUNNERS-UP:
Pravus
and Carpe_Noctem
A Living Trilogy Pt. 1
Anonymous
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Anonymous
contemplated beauty
You are beautiful.
Do not let those who broke your heart
tell you any different,
nor let your battle scars
define your short history.
Do not cast your eyes to lonely skies
in the rush-hour frost
dreaming of another life
while this one simply passes you by.
No.
You are here, in this moment for a reason.
Do not let your failures define you,
take risks over and over, dust yourself off
and learn to love once more.
Never apologise for being unsure,
because the truth is
nobody really knows the answers
to the questions that haunt us
and even though some kid years ago
taunted us religiously
about our closet-case faces
or trod on our laces
it doesn't define you now.
Pick yourself up and stare through to the soul:
because you are a woman
who, right now,
is alive
and you are so beautiful
You are beautiful.
Do not let those who broke your heart
tell you any different,
nor let your battle scars
define your short history.
Do not cast your eyes to lonely skies
in the rush-hour frost
dreaming of another life
while this one simply passes you by.
No.
You are here, in this moment for a reason.
Do not let your failures define you,
take risks over and over, dust yourself off
and learn to love once more.
Never apologise for being unsure,
because the truth is
nobody really knows the answers
to the questions that haunt us
and even though some kid years ago
taunted us religiously
about our closet-case faces
or trod on our laces
it doesn't define you now.
Pick yourself up and stare through to the soul:
because you are a woman
who, right now,
is alive
and you are so beautiful
Yes you're alive
It is literally everywhere
Life is beautiful
I have a chance every day
To witness a event
That will overwhelm me
It is unknown to me how it manifests
Or the formula that it uses
What I do know is
There is no way to deny the tears
Special tears reserved for pure Joy
They fall down my face
In a completely unique way
Instead of evaporating to the air
They get soaked back into my body
Lying dormant
In some hidden reservoir
Waiting for the next time
To reaffirm truth of wonder
Everyone has this ability
Whether you're trying to see it
Or whether it sneaks up behind you
It is always around you
I love this particular aspect of life
Maybe it's the only reason where we are here at all
The last time this happened to me
I was watching a YouTube clip
I can't explain in words
Just know I became this man
And felt everything he felt at this moment
http://m.youtube.com/#/watch?v=7nS_aR8XX_U&desktop_uri=%2Fwatch%3Fv%3D7nS_aR8XX_U
It is literally everywhere
Life is beautiful
I have a chance every day
To witness a event
That will overwhelm me
It is unknown to me how it manifests
Or the formula that it uses
What I do know is
There is no way to deny the tears
Special tears reserved for pure Joy
They fall down my face
In a completely unique way
Instead of evaporating to the air
They get soaked back into my body
Lying dormant
In some hidden reservoir
Waiting for the next time
To reaffirm truth of wonder
Everyone has this ability
Whether you're trying to see it
Or whether it sneaks up behind you
It is always around you
I love this particular aspect of life
Maybe it's the only reason where we are here at all
The last time this happened to me
I was watching a YouTube clip
I can't explain in words
Just know I became this man
And felt everything he felt at this moment
http://m.youtube.com/#/watch?v=7nS_aR8XX_U&desktop_uri=%2Fwatch%3Fv%3D7nS_aR8XX_U
Anonymous
http://laurawinslowphotography.com/blog/wp-content/uploads/2011/07/Laura-Winslow-Photography-Live-Life-Free-Printable-8x10-WEB.jpg
WHY LIVE?
Live so you can help others
Live so you can be a role model for children
Live so you as one person makes the world a little bit better
Accept that suffering is a part of life
Accept that pain is everyone's fate
Accept that nobody gets what is "fair"
Look at the flowers in summer
Look at the leaves in the fall
Look at the snow crystals in the winter
Look at new growth in the spring
If you look for the dark, it will find you
If you look for the light, it will find you
You get to choose what you look for
The glass is never half empty
The bottom is fluid
The top is air
Could you breathe without air?
WHY LIVE?
Live so you can help others
Live so you can be a role model for children
Live so you as one person makes the world a little bit better
Accept that suffering is a part of life
Accept that pain is everyone's fate
Accept that nobody gets what is "fair"
Look at the flowers in summer
Look at the leaves in the fall
Look at the snow crystals in the winter
Look at new growth in the spring
If you look for the dark, it will find you
If you look for the light, it will find you
You get to choose what you look for
The glass is never half empty
The bottom is fluid
The top is air
Could you breathe without air?
The Joy in New Life
I can't face them for long,
Even though I yern for one.
A little person of my very own.
If I gaze into the eyes of wonder,
I will find my dreams before me.
In my hands a choice,
To grow up to soon
Or to join but briefly
In the mind of a child.
I cannot interact with them,
For shame, I find my childish joy
A tad embarising with the world on watch.
A tad alarming how quickly I digress
Into a world unlike mine.
However, they are all around me.
Like a field of flowers,
Each little petal below me
But brighter, lighter,
More hopefull and resiliant.
That I find myself in rythm with their laughs,
In fear of the tears.
Should they wilt to long, the world would die.
Should I mistep...
The flowers could change to thorns.
What is life without risk?
I will craddle them close to me,
Never will they not know love.
A kiss, a hug,
The freedom to dream and speak,
To ever wonder.
I cannot fear what I don't know.
I can only try, and try,
And impart my grown-up knowledge
Onto them.
Patcence is an art,
One I have perfected for this task alone,
So long ago in a room of dolls,
When a child was fake and calm.
For now I can partake from the sides,
In the wondering eyes of a child.
Until I bravely cross over my own childhood,
And carry something soft and delicate,
So important within myself-
My world will only know the wonder they show me.
And I will not care for the world.
I can't face them for long,
Even though I yern for one.
A little person of my very own.
If I gaze into the eyes of wonder,
I will find my dreams before me.
In my hands a choice,
To grow up to soon
Or to join but briefly
In the mind of a child.
I cannot interact with them,
For shame, I find my childish joy
A tad embarising with the world on watch.
A tad alarming how quickly I digress
Into a world unlike mine.
However, they are all around me.
Like a field of flowers,
Each little petal below me
But brighter, lighter,
More hopefull and resiliant.
That I find myself in rythm with their laughs,
In fear of the tears.
Should they wilt to long, the world would die.
Should I mistep...
The flowers could change to thorns.
What is life without risk?
I will craddle them close to me,
Never will they not know love.
A kiss, a hug,
The freedom to dream and speak,
To ever wonder.
I cannot fear what I don't know.
I can only try, and try,
And impart my grown-up knowledge
Onto them.
Patcence is an art,
One I have perfected for this task alone,
So long ago in a room of dolls,
When a child was fake and calm.
For now I can partake from the sides,
In the wondering eyes of a child.
Until I bravely cross over my own childhood,
And carry something soft and delicate,
So important within myself-
My world will only know the wonder they show me.
And I will not care for the world.
Anonymous
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- A Little Girl at Heart -
To some people I’m an angel, and sure I look the part,
But once you get to know me, I’m a little girl at heart.
I like my pretty dresses and I love stuffed animals too,
And I never want to grow up; and, violets aren’t blue!
Sure, I might be an angel, and sweetie that’s okay…
But I’m also a bit of a rebel; I do things my own way.
I’m just a little girl at heart, that’s all I really am,
When my pretty white flowers bloom I’m happy!
And I see a rainbow, when the sun is coming out.
I want to be a big strong queen, and proudly stand,
But that’s never all, not by far, that there is to me.
When I’m happy I smile, when I’m sad I’ll pout!
I like my pretty dresses, and I like also to dance…
And skip along singing, just like when I was little.
Boys make me blush, and I daydream of romance,
And people think I’m crazy, but I just say oh well!
Because I’m just a little girl at heart, all I’ll ever be.
Doesn’t matter how old I get, that’s just my nature,
I know it doesn’t seem logical, and maybe just silly.
But I never grew up inside, never became mature…
Never figured out why, but I just had to be myself.
And I’m young at heart and silly, then who cares?
Let people say I’m childish, like a dolly on a shelf!
I’m used to people’s silliness, and all their stares…
Because I’m me and I’m silly little Jessica: proud.
Like a big, strong warrior queen, only much cuter!
Want to play with me? You can’t follow the crowd.
Because when we get together, we’ll cause a stir…
I’m silly when I sing, I sing long and I’ll sing loud.
But then I get all shy-like; I blush and act demure!
Because that’s the little girl in me just being young,
And no matter what comes or goes in life’s turning:
I’ll still be skipping along, trying to have some fun.
Like an innocent angel, with beautiful white wing…
Only cuter, because I’m here and not off in Heaven!
So if you want to dance with me, you have to sing.
Because I’m so silly, and the silliest of all women!
So when you come to my party, you have to bring:
The party favors; like flowers, and water pistols…
Because when we party I like to have a crazy time.
I’ve got a crazy personality, and a spirit that fills…
More pages than War and Peace; only with rhyme!
To some people I’m an angel, and sure I look the part,
But once you get to know me, I’m a little girl at heart.
I like my pretty dresses and I love stuffed animals too,
And I never want to grow up; and, violets aren’t blue!
Sure, I might be an angel, and sweetie that’s okay…
But I’m also a bit of a rebel; I do things my own way.
To some people I’m an angel, and sure I look the part,
But once you get to know me, I’m a little girl at heart.
I like my pretty dresses and I love stuffed animals too,
And I never want to grow up; and, violets aren’t blue!
Sure, I might be an angel, and sweetie that’s okay…
But I’m also a bit of a rebel; I do things my own way.
I’m just a little girl at heart, that’s all I really am,
When my pretty white flowers bloom I’m happy!
And I see a rainbow, when the sun is coming out.
I want to be a big strong queen, and proudly stand,
But that’s never all, not by far, that there is to me.
When I’m happy I smile, when I’m sad I’ll pout!
I like my pretty dresses, and I like also to dance…
And skip along singing, just like when I was little.
Boys make me blush, and I daydream of romance,
And people think I’m crazy, but I just say oh well!
Because I’m just a little girl at heart, all I’ll ever be.
Doesn’t matter how old I get, that’s just my nature,
I know it doesn’t seem logical, and maybe just silly.
But I never grew up inside, never became mature…
Never figured out why, but I just had to be myself.
And I’m young at heart and silly, then who cares?
Let people say I’m childish, like a dolly on a shelf!
I’m used to people’s silliness, and all their stares…
Because I’m me and I’m silly little Jessica: proud.
Like a big, strong warrior queen, only much cuter!
Want to play with me? You can’t follow the crowd.
Because when we get together, we’ll cause a stir…
I’m silly when I sing, I sing long and I’ll sing loud.
But then I get all shy-like; I blush and act demure!
Because that’s the little girl in me just being young,
And no matter what comes or goes in life’s turning:
I’ll still be skipping along, trying to have some fun.
Like an innocent angel, with beautiful white wing…
Only cuter, because I’m here and not off in Heaven!
So if you want to dance with me, you have to sing.
Because I’m so silly, and the silliest of all women!
So when you come to my party, you have to bring:
The party favors; like flowers, and water pistols…
Because when we party I like to have a crazy time.
I’ve got a crazy personality, and a spirit that fills…
More pages than War and Peace; only with rhyme!
To some people I’m an angel, and sure I look the part,
But once you get to know me, I’m a little girl at heart.
I like my pretty dresses and I love stuffed animals too,
And I never want to grow up; and, violets aren’t blue!
Sure, I might be an angel, and sweetie that’s okay…
But I’m also a bit of a rebel; I do things my own way.
Anonymous
“The Life of Stars”
http://apod.nasa.gov/apod/image/0710/MilkyWayRoad_landolfi.jpg
Brilliant stars
every one of us
we lie
amongst each other
in the
heavens above,
so bright.
Twinkling
from nebula-blues
to reds
to yellows,
some towering
to dwarfs,
whites and blacks
within the creation.
Immaculate,
we smile
inside our
milky way dreams
on an eternal-road
we call life,
forever.
http://apod.nasa.gov/apod/image/0710/MilkyWayRoad_landolfi.jpg
Brilliant stars
every one of us
we lie
amongst each other
in the
heavens above,
so bright.
Twinkling
from nebula-blues
to reds
to yellows,
some towering
to dwarfs,
whites and blacks
within the creation.
Immaculate,
we smile
inside our
milky way dreams
on an eternal-road
we call life,
forever.
-Star Blazen Rain-
I close my eyes
And raise my head to the heavens
My eye lids twich at rain patters on my face
The cool liquid from the heavens energizes me
I see a bright flash on the other side of my eye lids
And then there is a crack of thunder
This thunder clap entices a faster heart rate
Causeing me to breath faster
My hair to stand on end
And for me to enjoy every second of it
I fall back
Landing on the wet manicured grass
I open my eyes
To see star blazen skies
I could never come up with an accurate word
To describe the beauty of a million stars
They are nothing like little diamond
Calling them little diamonds would be an insult
They are more beautiful than seeing your first born child
More breath taking than the best gift you could ever receive
The stars speak so many tales
That it would take a lifetime to comprehend just one
Being starstruck under a cloudless sky
As rain falls upon my numb body
And thunder roars with all its' might
I am struck with a revelation
What if there is no definite afterlife
No heaven, hell, or reincarnation
All there is
Is the moving on of your soul
To a place
That it truly belongs
The one revelation
That I have hunted for
All my life came to me
Under this Star Blazen Rain
I close my eyes
And raise my head to the heavens
My eye lids twich at rain patters on my face
The cool liquid from the heavens energizes me
I see a bright flash on the other side of my eye lids
And then there is a crack of thunder
This thunder clap entices a faster heart rate
Causeing me to breath faster
My hair to stand on end
And for me to enjoy every second of it
I fall back
Landing on the wet manicured grass
I open my eyes
To see star blazen skies
I could never come up with an accurate word
To describe the beauty of a million stars
They are nothing like little diamond
Calling them little diamonds would be an insult
They are more beautiful than seeing your first born child
More breath taking than the best gift you could ever receive
The stars speak so many tales
That it would take a lifetime to comprehend just one
Being starstruck under a cloudless sky
As rain falls upon my numb body
And thunder roars with all its' might
I am struck with a revelation
What if there is no definite afterlife
No heaven, hell, or reincarnation
All there is
Is the moving on of your soul
To a place
That it truly belongs
The one revelation
That I have hunted for
All my life came to me
Under this Star Blazen Rain
Anonymous
Happy Days
Somedays feel like a maze,
racing down veins and
dropping knives
and depression
becomes a pit with no escape
but
one day
isn't all days,
there are good days,
the ones with friends
and the days you laugh
until you cry
let's wipe our eyes happily
because everyday
is a good day to
smile.
Somedays feel like a maze,
racing down veins and
dropping knives
and depression
becomes a pit with no escape
but
one day
isn't all days,
there are good days,
the ones with friends
and the days you laugh
until you cry
let's wipe our eyes happily
because everyday
is a good day to
smile.
"Rainbow Sanctuary"
In my mind and above my Heavens this Rainbow Sanctuary...Swept by me as God's eye's creation at sevens.
The 1st was so resilient and beyond rapturous. It took me to another plain and time.
Leading me far beyond the bounds I once knew. Capturing the light of a more resplendent rhyme.
The 2nd beam of this mammoth of fiery color told me secrets of the ages. It reminded me that
God has his plan and we needn't fear the uncertainty of unpronounceable pages.
The 3rd so glorious it would aglow both east and west. I need not fear the nightfall. For God's glory surpassed this test.
The 4th of the greatest beam did shine it ran with me throughout meadows and amongst freshly pines. It helped me recall the health and wonder of my childhood. And endless possibilities were mine.
The 5th was like the tidal secrets of the seas. Whispering adventure that would seemingly await me.
The 6th resounded the music of the Heavens Gods calling was in my heart. And I knew it would not be long.....
7's spoke of rest and fulfillment. Perfection and utopias and World's unto World's with no end. And eternal and infinite enjoyment....
In my mind and above my Heavens this Rainbow Sanctuary...Swept by me as God's eye's creation at sevens.
The 1st was so resilient and beyond rapturous. It took me to another plain and time.
Leading me far beyond the bounds I once knew. Capturing the light of a more resplendent rhyme.
The 2nd beam of this mammoth of fiery color told me secrets of the ages. It reminded me that
God has his plan and we needn't fear the uncertainty of unpronounceable pages.
The 3rd so glorious it would aglow both east and west. I need not fear the nightfall. For God's glory surpassed this test.
The 4th of the greatest beam did shine it ran with me throughout meadows and amongst freshly pines. It helped me recall the health and wonder of my childhood. And endless possibilities were mine.
The 5th was like the tidal secrets of the seas. Whispering adventure that would seemingly await me.
The 6th resounded the music of the Heavens Gods calling was in my heart. And I knew it would not be long.....
7's spoke of rest and fulfillment. Perfection and utopias and World's unto World's with no end. And eternal and infinite enjoyment....
Here there is no need to fear
These cloud's, slowly float away
like my soul
sailing off in search of you
These times find you feeling low
you don't smile much anymore
Watch it grow
we burn the midnight oil
I want to see you run free
our hopes and dreams, second to none
Here you came to me, planted kiss
ever so brief
like the wind, off you ran
leaving the impression
like rose in first bloom
Fear not beautiful soul, here I am drifter
shape-shifter, here I...
I am king
you...
You can be queen
Here there is no need to fear
These cloud's, slowly float away
like my soul
sailing off in search of you
These times find you feeling low
you don't smile much anymore
Watch it grow
we burn the midnight oil
I want to see you run free
our hopes and dreams, second to none
Here you came to me, planted kiss
ever so brief
like the wind, off you ran
leaving the impression
like rose in first bloom
Fear not beautiful soul, here I am drifter
shape-shifter, here I...
I am king
you...
You can be queen
Here there is no need to fear
Drawing Strength From a Star
in a world so dark and full of pain
and every reason to be insane
within the darkness shining bright
without a reason to see the light
seeing the world as a better place
spreading love with a warm embrace
while fighting demons and kicking ghost
a vision that is lost on most
a simple thought for all to think
a simple vision for us to see
an inspiration for all of whom
fight the dark, the dread and doom
when the universe turns and the power shifts
and this life has taken all there is
with a hug to give and an ear to lend
a special person i call my friend
a connection felt into the soul
a forgotten place I used to know
where my smile has gone to try to hide
you look in me and see my light
you make me see that I can be
full of love AND misery
that its ok to feel the pain
and sometimes fine to be insane
my gratitude I send to you
for being here to help me through
knowing you don't want the praise
it's offered to you all the same
in a world so dark and full of pain
and every reason to be insane
within the darkness shining bright
without a reason to see the light
seeing the world as a better place
spreading love with a warm embrace
while fighting demons and kicking ghost
a vision that is lost on most
a simple thought for all to think
a simple vision for us to see
an inspiration for all of whom
fight the dark, the dread and doom
when the universe turns and the power shifts
and this life has taken all there is
with a hug to give and an ear to lend
a special person i call my friend
a connection felt into the soul
a forgotten place I used to know
where my smile has gone to try to hide
you look in me and see my light
you make me see that I can be
full of love AND misery
that its ok to feel the pain
and sometimes fine to be insane
my gratitude I send to you
for being here to help me through
knowing you don't want the praise
it's offered to you all the same
