Poetry competition CLOSED 3rd June 2014 9:36pm
WINNER
lightbaron
lightbaron
RUNNER-UP:
UnknownEmo
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Anonymous
Poetry Contest Description
A matter of chance and choice....!!!
do we have to say which one we are writing about?
Anonymous
hmmmmmm....ok
I may try this ..in 10 mins....
maybe if I have time
cool idea though :)
I may try this ..in 10 mins....
maybe if I have time
cool idea though :)
Anonymous
Thank's....I made an effort 
Mr. Jazzmanor
I love how his thoughts are all rooted in song
he's eloquent until he chooses to be raunchy
even then he keeps it kinda classy
but, I get him
always have
I'm the music moongirl
he's the music-man
I love reading his political rants
his parents were Psychologists
the effects of that infuse well with his passion
I mean, his name is Jazz
can't help but dig that
Mr. Jazzmanor
I love how his thoughts are all rooted in song
he's eloquent until he chooses to be raunchy
even then he keeps it kinda classy
but, I get him
always have
I'm the music moongirl
he's the music-man
I love reading his political rants
his parents were Psychologists
the effects of that infuse well with his passion
I mean, his name is Jazz
can't help but dig that
Anonymous
:-) glad to be part of it..nite nite
mikimoondancer said:Thank's....I made an effort
Mr. Jazzmanor
I love how his thoughts are all rooted in song
he's eloquent until he chooses to be raunchy
even then he keeps it kinda classy
but, I get him
always have
I'm the music moongirl
he's the music-man
I love reading his political rants
his parents were Psychologists
the effects of that infuse well with his passion
I mean, his name is Jazz
can't help but dig that
(second that Miki!!!Jazz=Excellence
Mr. Jazzmanor
I love how his thoughts are all rooted in song
he's eloquent until he chooses to be raunchy
even then he keeps it kinda classy
but, I get him
always have
I'm the music moongirl
he's the music-man
I love reading his political rants
his parents were Psychologists
the effects of that infuse well with his passion
I mean, his name is Jazz
can't help but dig that
(second that Miki!!!Jazz=Excellence
Primogenito
What a twisted dreamer you are
With poems that talk about love and scars
And those rhyming words just like stars
I can already see you going far
You're poems don't really have a category
Yet I find life lessons and untold glory
I could read them forever without a word
Just to awe at something new I learned
About you of course
You have a voice that deserved to be spoken
I'm so happy to of found your awesome poetry
That I can relate to so much that it's scary
What a twisted dreamer you are
With poems that talk about love and scars
And those rhyming words just like stars
I can already see you going far
You're poems don't really have a category
Yet I find life lessons and untold glory
I could read them forever without a word
Just to awe at something new I learned
About you of course
You have a voice that deserved to be spoken
I'm so happy to of found your awesome poetry
That I can relate to so much that it's scary
Anonymous
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Anonymous
LIGHTBARON
Through the words of his phrases
Shines the pure artistic soul
Traveler of the lost Highways
Harvester of fetal and fatal visions
Brought to solid ground
As the Baron, shines his light
From unearthly castles
Structured sculptures
Liquid landscapes
He holds the incandescent truth
In the half light
Captures the tide
The faintest motion
The bottomless
Ocean
Through the words of his phrases
Shines the pure artistic soul
Traveler of the lost Highways
Harvester of fetal and fatal visions
Brought to solid ground
As the Baron, shines his light
From unearthly castles
Structured sculptures
Liquid landscapes
He holds the incandescent truth
In the half light
Captures the tide
The faintest motion
The bottomless
Ocean
only waking exists
and takes its time confirming
the poem is always right there
struggling, vulnerable
but available on the other side of stoic
where respect hones craft to stone
or so it seems to the less sung
of emotions tendons
when it wants to stand
I want to see waking as a peer
as it's all that exists
but I am of the less substantial
blurting out every turn of phrase
as it passes my spontaneity
breeding the momentary wit of disposable insight
but knowing with a hat tip beyond my maturity
that waking waits
waits
until it's formed a proper foundation
from which to exist
(Mourganna... beyond flattered)
and takes its time confirming
the poem is always right there
struggling, vulnerable
but available on the other side of stoic
where respect hones craft to stone
or so it seems to the less sung
of emotions tendons
when it wants to stand
I want to see waking as a peer
as it's all that exists
but I am of the less substantial
blurting out every turn of phrase
as it passes my spontaneity
breeding the momentary wit of disposable insight
but knowing with a hat tip beyond my maturity
that waking waits
waits
until it's formed a proper foundation
from which to exist
(Mourganna... beyond flattered)
Anonymous
lightbaron said:only waking exists
and takes its time confirming
the poem is always right there
struggling, vulnerable
but available on the other side of stoic
where respect hones craft to stone
or so it seems to the less sung
of emotions tendons
when it wants to stand
I want to see waking as a peer
as it's all that exists
but I am of the less substantial
blurting out every turn of phrase
as it passes my spontaneity
breeding the momentary wit of disposable insight
but knowing with a hat tip beyond my maturity
that waking waits
waits
until it's formed a proper foundation
from which to exist
(Mourganna... beyond flattered)
LIGHTBARON
My humble thanks. radiant smile from here to tokio and further
and takes its time confirming
the poem is always right there
struggling, vulnerable
but available on the other side of stoic
where respect hones craft to stone
or so it seems to the less sung
of emotions tendons
when it wants to stand
I want to see waking as a peer
as it's all that exists
but I am of the less substantial
blurting out every turn of phrase
as it passes my spontaneity
breeding the momentary wit of disposable insight
but knowing with a hat tip beyond my maturity
that waking waits
waits
until it's formed a proper foundation
from which to exist
(Mourganna... beyond flattered)
LIGHTBARON
My humble thanks. radiant smile from here to tokio and further
