Poetry competition CLOSED 3rd February 2014 6:15am
WINNER
pseudonymous
pseudonymous
RUNNERS-UP:
JohnFeddeler
and LobodeSanPedro
Opposite Categories
Alright...with the extension, i thought that i would like to enter! Sooo...please consider this my R.S.V.P.
Being a member for 392 days--as of today--i am reserving my place with a '5'! Will return a bit later with my entry...when i have more time in front of my computer.....if that's alright?
Being a member for 392 days--as of today--i am reserving my place with a '5'! Will return a bit later with my entry...when i have more time in front of my computer.....if that's alright?
Anonymous
DarkEnchantress said:Alright...with the extension, i thought that i would like to enter! Sooo...please consider this my R.S.V.P.
Being a member for 392 days--as of today--i am reserving my place with a '5'! Will return a bit later with my entry...when i have more time in front of my computer.....if that's alright?
Thank you DE! Enter your submission anytime before the 3rd and you're alright!
Being a member for 392 days--as of today--i am reserving my place with a '5'! Will return a bit later with my entry...when i have more time in front of my computer.....if that's alright?
Thank you DE! Enter your submission anytime before the 3rd and you're alright!
Anonymous
Any more? Comp is ending soon!
The First Time
We sat in quiet whispers--resigned and frozen
To the wrought iron slats--
Shoulders touching, knees barely bumping,
Shivering in the sojourn of our anxious intentions...
We were in default, 'wait mode'
And it was the waiting that tinged the tension.
You referred to me as your 'Jaded Juliet'--
Impulsive innocence of perfect porcelain,
Protected within my world of privilege and power...
All feigned sophistication at fourteen.
I regarded you as a renegade--
A rogue in Romeo's guise--aloof, unattainable,
I longed for your street-smart, savvy swagger,
Thought of you as my iron-hearted hero at fifteen.
We huddled with few words--motionless for hours,
Wrapped in false facades of our uncomfortable indifference...
Feelings and fingers entwined in the fantasy realms
Of our imagined lust and nervous satisfaction.
My head at war with my heart--feeling fidgety and flustered
In that feet-twisting, breath-hitching moment of madness,
With cold seeping into my words of nauseating embarrassment,
I brandished them as loud unwieldy weapons of awkward.
I blurted out "I love you", and meant it
To the sodium arcs reflected in your copper eyes,
Staring transfixed as brilliant, un-circculated pennies--
Marveling at the 293 ways to make change for one dollar,
But absolutely no way to alter those words.
Suspended--swirling and writhing like wraiths--
They floated as feathery plumes of breath,
While in the icy-silver stillness
Scheduled snow fell as the hush between us...
(For A.J.--wherever you may be...)
Dark Enchantress~~February 2, 2014
Observational/Story
We sat in quiet whispers--resigned and frozen
To the wrought iron slats--
Shoulders touching, knees barely bumping,
Shivering in the sojourn of our anxious intentions...
We were in default, 'wait mode'
And it was the waiting that tinged the tension.
You referred to me as your 'Jaded Juliet'--
Impulsive innocence of perfect porcelain,
Protected within my world of privilege and power...
All feigned sophistication at fourteen.
I regarded you as a renegade--
A rogue in Romeo's guise--aloof, unattainable,
I longed for your street-smart, savvy swagger,
Thought of you as my iron-hearted hero at fifteen.
We huddled with few words--motionless for hours,
Wrapped in false facades of our uncomfortable indifference...
Feelings and fingers entwined in the fantasy realms
Of our imagined lust and nervous satisfaction.
My head at war with my heart--feeling fidgety and flustered
In that feet-twisting, breath-hitching moment of madness,
With cold seeping into my words of nauseating embarrassment,
I brandished them as loud unwieldy weapons of awkward.
I blurted out "I love you", and meant it
To the sodium arcs reflected in your copper eyes,
Staring transfixed as brilliant, un-circculated pennies--
Marveling at the 293 ways to make change for one dollar,
But absolutely no way to alter those words.
Suspended--swirling and writhing like wraiths--
They floated as feathery plumes of breath,
While in the icy-silver stillness
Scheduled snow fell as the hush between us...
(For A.J.--wherever you may be...)
Dark Enchantress~~February 2, 2014
Observational/Story
Anonymous
Thank you DE!
7, upbeat and dark
The Child of Storms
You know I see you, child.
You bring and take with you
the ferocity of storms,
with the unblinking calm
in the central third eye.
No time for farewells, child.
Take the leather pouch, housing
this silver blade. It shines
its own version of reality,
lest you need to settle old debts.
The burden of each step weathers
you — poised on the blade, you
earn another layer of strength
or you break. Your own thoughts
can destroy you; follow the silence.
For each trail, there is a price.
This vial holds the blood of elders;
when the time comes, smear it
from jaw to eye and remember
who you are, where you came from.
Be well, child. Now go.
The Child of Storms
You know I see you, child.
You bring and take with you
the ferocity of storms,
with the unblinking calm
in the central third eye.
No time for farewells, child.
Take the leather pouch, housing
this silver blade. It shines
its own version of reality,
lest you need to settle old debts.
The burden of each step weathers
you — poised on the blade, you
earn another layer of strength
or you break. Your own thoughts
can destroy you; follow the silence.
For each trail, there is a price.
This vial holds the blood of elders;
when the time comes, smear it
from jaw to eye and remember
who you are, where you came from.
Be well, child. Now go.
Anonymous
This was very hard to great pieces everyone! Congrats to the winner and the runners up, great job!!!
Anonymous
Again, this was very difficult to call, every piece was brilliantly written!!!
Anonymous
Thanks guys! Truly wonderful works displayed
