Poetry competition CLOSED 15th July 2013 3:16pm
WINNER
storyfly
storyfly
RUNNER-UP:
soleil_89
Heartache,New Love
Anonymous
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LEAVING AND COMING BACK
My lover cannot find me - he goes to a fortune teller
You will seek her everywhere - but she will be one step ahead of you
My lover says - what more can I do? Ask Poseidon and I will prepare an offering
You will ask the waves of the sea about her - listen to their call
My lover went to the seashore and shouted - “Where is my gypsy lover?”
You will ask the shores of the seas - "have you seen her footprints?"
The shore replied..."they are erased with the tides”
You will travel the oceans in search of me
My misty body shall appear to you in your dreams
Your tears will flow like a river - you worry if you treated me right
You will find me at the close of your life
You will find that since your beloved
Has no land, no home, no address
You have been pursuing only a trace of smoke
How difficult it is
To love a woman
Who has neither land, nor home
So the man cried: "Carmenia, come back to me"
"Carmenia, I will build you a house"
"Carmenia, I will give you children"
"Carmenia, I will give you a home"
"Carmenia, I will never leave you"
Carmenia replied: My love, come back to me
My love, make me feel safe
My love, I will bear your children
My love, I will never leave you
My love, Let us get married
So the man who loved Carmenia, married her that fall
They say there is so much love there
It could ignite a fire
For a lover to be forever
With the object of his desire.
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LEAVING AND COMING BACK
My lover cannot find me - he goes to a fortune teller
You will seek her everywhere - but she will be one step ahead of you
My lover says - what more can I do? Ask Poseidon and I will prepare an offering
You will ask the waves of the sea about her - listen to their call
My lover went to the seashore and shouted - “Where is my gypsy lover?”
You will ask the shores of the seas - "have you seen her footprints?"
The shore replied..."they are erased with the tides”
You will travel the oceans in search of me
My misty body shall appear to you in your dreams
Your tears will flow like a river - you worry if you treated me right
You will find me at the close of your life
You will find that since your beloved
Has no land, no home, no address
You have been pursuing only a trace of smoke
How difficult it is
To love a woman
Who has neither land, nor home
So the man cried: "Carmenia, come back to me"
"Carmenia, I will build you a house"
"Carmenia, I will give you children"
"Carmenia, I will give you a home"
"Carmenia, I will never leave you"
Carmenia replied: My love, come back to me
My love, make me feel safe
My love, I will bear your children
My love, I will never leave you
My love, Let us get married
So the man who loved Carmenia, married her that fall
They say there is so much love there
It could ignite a fire
For a lover to be forever
With the object of his desire.
source of above image: http://extremelyhungary.org/images/events/shukarone.jpg
Sun and the Moon
Dear Sun,
Oh such lovely eye of Heaven,
Your warmth is only dreamed of.
Your complexity versus simplicity
Brings only blistering ones.
For I, the moon,
The other eye,
The only one who's tears can't dry,
due to the coldness of this night,
Why, my darling, must I cry?
For your warmth would only dissolve my light.
Eternal damnation could never feel so fated.
Like Judas,
better unborn
Like Hades,
betrayed.
Your awakening eye,
puts mine to slumber,
but as the light only grazes the horizon,
I simply, for a glimpse,
See you in your unobtainable wonder.
For one moment only,
I embrace that fire.
That one moment of triumphant bliss.
Your beauty couldn't be more excruciating,
to be severed, to be dismissed.
I love you,
my darling eye of Heaven:
till the earth becomes
dissevered and undone,
Tis I the Moon,
And you the Sun,
The Eyes of perfected coexistence
can never be one.
Dear Sun,
Oh such lovely eye of Heaven,
Your warmth is only dreamed of.
Your complexity versus simplicity
Brings only blistering ones.
For I, the moon,
The other eye,
The only one who's tears can't dry,
due to the coldness of this night,
Why, my darling, must I cry?
For your warmth would only dissolve my light.
Eternal damnation could never feel so fated.
Like Judas,
better unborn
Like Hades,
betrayed.
Your awakening eye,
puts mine to slumber,
but as the light only grazes the horizon,
I simply, for a glimpse,
See you in your unobtainable wonder.
For one moment only,
I embrace that fire.
That one moment of triumphant bliss.
Your beauty couldn't be more excruciating,
to be severed, to be dismissed.
I love you,
my darling eye of Heaven:
till the earth becomes
dissevered and undone,
Tis I the Moon,
And you the Sun,
The Eyes of perfected coexistence
can never be one.
Next Train to Nashville
I see you every morning when I wake
snuggled in my arms
sleeping peacefully
tranquilly
Knowing deep in your subconscious
that you’re safe here
Nothing can touch you
No one can hurt you
ever again
Knowing that you’re loved
cherished
adored
Watching your eyes open
connecting with mine
whilst a smile spreads across your face
Our naked bodies warming one another
on a cool Chicago morning
Kissing my lips
with a taste
unique to you
You lie your head back on my chest
squeezing me tight
Your grip relaxing as you drift into dreams
feeling the security that eluded you
many years ago
I lie on my back
eyes closed
reveling in the moment
A warm sensation washes over me
in a way that money
drugs or sex never could
I wake
in my home
in my bed
without you
Never have I felt so empty
so lonely
so isolated
so afraid
I cannot let this one get away
Not her
No way
I shower
dress
and I’m out the door
Embarking on a journey of faith
I sit at the station waiting for
the next train to Nashville.
I see you every morning when I wake
snuggled in my arms
sleeping peacefully
tranquilly
Knowing deep in your subconscious
that you’re safe here
Nothing can touch you
No one can hurt you
ever again
Knowing that you’re loved
cherished
adored
Watching your eyes open
connecting with mine
whilst a smile spreads across your face
Our naked bodies warming one another
on a cool Chicago morning
Kissing my lips
with a taste
unique to you
You lie your head back on my chest
squeezing me tight
Your grip relaxing as you drift into dreams
feeling the security that eluded you
many years ago
I lie on my back
eyes closed
reveling in the moment
A warm sensation washes over me
in a way that money
drugs or sex never could
I wake
in my home
in my bed
without you
Never have I felt so empty
so lonely
so isolated
so afraid
I cannot let this one get away
Not her
No way
I shower
dress
and I’m out the door
Embarking on a journey of faith
I sit at the station waiting for
the next train to Nashville.
I Don't Have A Time Machine
Black scrawls on the ceiling
Your skin is a pale reflection
You can’t hear; I can’t stop saying
I don’t accept a thing
Moonlit shadow scurries away
This dark corner shall be home
Far too many double takes
Of an unsurprising before and after
Stuck in still sound, speeding silence
Once more won’t solve the mystery
Of why we feel nails in our hearts
Whether we’re together or not
A face to face that bleeds; too faceless
Tears made of dust to settle
I don’t speak; you tell me this life
Will kill us all
Black scrawls on the ceiling
Your skin is a pale reflection
You can’t hear; I can’t stop saying
I don’t accept a thing
Moonlit shadow scurries away
This dark corner shall be home
Far too many double takes
Of an unsurprising before and after
Stuck in still sound, speeding silence
Once more won’t solve the mystery
Of why we feel nails in our hearts
Whether we’re together or not
A face to face that bleeds; too faceless
Tears made of dust to settle
I don’t speak; you tell me this life
Will kill us all
Sailing Ahead After The Shipwreck
Clock ticks, moves slower than sand,
devilish land, the remnants of love.
No one is immune to it's pain,
" leave" she said "no more" she's done,
a nation of millions to hold me back.
I bred ignorance since the beginning,
sailing ahead after the shipwreck,
things have changed, expert arsonist.
Asking the compass to guide my
heart against the eye of the storm,
how could I ever live in a world so
negative without your final touch.
Goodbye my love, I'll miss your grace,
at a snail's pace with life I race.
What could I ever do to regain your
trust in a man so concerned with lust.
All I ever wanted was you amidst the
betrayal and lies, leave me alone to
hide and come back full of hope, even
though I know nothing will ever be the
same, but without you I'm not sane.
Against the grain I became Caine,
there is no one else to blame for my
selfishness and shame, I'm lost.
After a four page poem performed to
her voicemail she calls back
and says "We need to talk"
Clock ticks, moves slower than sand,
devilish land, the remnants of love.
No one is immune to it's pain,
" leave" she said "no more" she's done,
a nation of millions to hold me back.
I bred ignorance since the beginning,
sailing ahead after the shipwreck,
things have changed, expert arsonist.
Asking the compass to guide my
heart against the eye of the storm,
how could I ever live in a world so
negative without your final touch.
Goodbye my love, I'll miss your grace,
at a snail's pace with life I race.
What could I ever do to regain your
trust in a man so concerned with lust.
All I ever wanted was you amidst the
betrayal and lies, leave me alone to
hide and come back full of hope, even
though I know nothing will ever be the
same, but without you I'm not sane.
Against the grain I became Caine,
there is no one else to blame for my
selfishness and shame, I'm lost.
After a four page poem performed to
her voicemail she calls back
and says "We need to talk"
Love-Line
Last night
at a restaurant in Riga
we both grapple with the design of time
and the breaking of fragile lines
to escape and find true love again.
It was 1944 when she found me
by the gate near the icy brook
wounded and scared, too stubborn to die
too young to be her enemy
old enough to know true love.
Fugitives embraced
fleeing the madness of war
crossing the perilous border
of unspoken love.
In the unforgiving cover of night
we had fallen, like an avalanche
our love smothered and frozen in time
buried in white silent graves.
Our bloodlines preceding us
entwined by fate
our souls reunited
in the love-lines of eternity.
At a restaurant in Riga
we both grapple with the design
of time and the future of our undying love.
Written by Alexander Case
Last night
at a restaurant in Riga
we both grapple with the design of time
and the breaking of fragile lines
to escape and find true love again.
It was 1944 when she found me
by the gate near the icy brook
wounded and scared, too stubborn to die
too young to be her enemy
old enough to know true love.
Fugitives embraced
fleeing the madness of war
crossing the perilous border
of unspoken love.
In the unforgiving cover of night
we had fallen, like an avalanche
our love smothered and frozen in time
buried in white silent graves.
Our bloodlines preceding us
entwined by fate
our souls reunited
in the love-lines of eternity.
At a restaurant in Riga
we both grapple with the design
of time and the future of our undying love.
Written by Alexander Case
