Poetry competition CLOSED 15th December 2014 5:48am
WINNER
J_J_Jay_Jr
J_J_Jay_Jr
RUNNER-UP:
gardenlover
Across the Room
My World Stopped
It was a blind date,
It was also,
Love at first sight,
The first time I saw you.
I glanced at you,
Entering the room,
The light from the door behind you,
Silhouetting you.
The sun behind you,
Though the open door,
Caused the red in your hair,
To glow a crimson cloud,
Around your face.
My glance,
Froze,
Became a stare.
My breathe caught in my throat.
My hands gripped the chair arms,
Until the wood seemed to groan,
As I push up from sitting,
Trying to stand.
My legs were so weak,
That as I rose to greet you,
I swayed,
Wobbly in the knees.
As you crossed the room,
Toward me,
The soft wiggle of your hips,
The gentle bounce of your breasts,
The flow of your hair on your shoulders,
Set my heart racing.
Standing there,
As you approached me,
My chest tightened,
My breathe quickened.
And then you smiled.
My world stopped.
It was a blind date,
It was also,
Love at first sight,
The first time I saw you.
I glanced at you,
Entering the room,
The light from the door behind you,
Silhouetting you.
The sun behind you,
Though the open door,
Caused the red in your hair,
To glow a crimson cloud,
Around your face.
My glance,
Froze,
Became a stare.
My breathe caught in my throat.
My hands gripped the chair arms,
Until the wood seemed to groan,
As I push up from sitting,
Trying to stand.
My legs were so weak,
That as I rose to greet you,
I swayed,
Wobbly in the knees.
As you crossed the room,
Toward me,
The soft wiggle of your hips,
The gentle bounce of your breasts,
The flow of your hair on your shoulders,
Set my heart racing.
Standing there,
As you approached me,
My chest tightened,
My breathe quickened.
And then you smiled.
My world stopped.
The perfect love
I wish I had the perfect love.
That perfection of a solid moment that twists and binds iteself.
I waited for my love.
I locked myself up in a room,
Because I feared I had found love.
I plugged headphones in my ears to block out the screams.
I had seen you all my life, yet hated you but I hated myself for hating you.
You loved me no matter what I said or did.
And in a way that feels good.
But in others it makes me feel like I'm screaming in a room and nobody listens.
My parents who love me truly.
You see I don't believe in love at first sight.
Because all I have ever seen is a fight.
I waited for a perfect love but then I saw it was inside of me.
And I want to show everyone love because I don't want them to see the fights.
I wish I had the perfect love.
That perfection of a solid moment that twists and binds iteself.
I waited for my love.
I locked myself up in a room,
Because I feared I had found love.
I plugged headphones in my ears to block out the screams.
I had seen you all my life, yet hated you but I hated myself for hating you.
You loved me no matter what I said or did.
And in a way that feels good.
But in others it makes me feel like I'm screaming in a room and nobody listens.
My parents who love me truly.
You see I don't believe in love at first sight.
Because all I have ever seen is a fight.
I waited for a perfect love but then I saw it was inside of me.
And I want to show everyone love because I don't want them to see the fights.
Anonymous
Life, Love
Morning doesn't find the remnants of moonlit indiscretion
with the same disregard afforded by an absent conscience
dawn shines on the flaws and cracks the images
leaving only the stains of failure and inadequacy
to make the picture real and tell the story
of a love once invested in
the moment of its birth
then murdered in the hours of regret
that followed
or of love(s) prayed for
preyed on and denied
that died in any case
and my heart without thought for the cremation
until that one memory won't fade
and the dark night wanderings
leave no wonder at sunrise
and my eyes open to a sight that means more
and is my life
Too Far Gone:
His blank stare did nothing to deflect my gaze.
I sought out truth and mischief in his body.
The master of disguise hidden behind shame.
It was when I found myself trapped in his love, that I realized I was too far gone.
His blank stare did nothing to deflect my gaze.
I sought out truth and mischief in his body.
The master of disguise hidden behind shame.
It was when I found myself trapped in his love, that I realized I was too far gone.
Anonymous
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The Eye Theatre
I see now
in blue monotones
the fullish nights
weighing more than visions
falling inside perceptions
humming overture
of characterizations
circling around
our indivisibilities
scenic veil of airs
hangs heavy in a swell
from exchanging matrix
in sacred thread weaves
of our intersecting points
that first collision
stumbling upon you
on some driving race
and..am in a freeze
until now, of your
engaging soulful maze
I am here
breathing in the mystical nights
wherein rains never cry out
in fear of fallout dissolutions
of our precipitates in conception
I see you
the eyes that hold you eternal
from our very first magnetic sights
are punarjanma's 'third eye' insights-
bridging bonds that sustain
this magical theatrical show
designs of the cosmic flow
I see now
in blue monotones
the fullish nights
weighing more than visions
falling inside perceptions
humming overture
of characterizations
circling around
our indivisibilities
scenic veil of airs
hangs heavy in a swell
from exchanging matrix
in sacred thread weaves
of our intersecting points
that first collision
stumbling upon you
on some driving race
and..am in a freeze
until now, of your
engaging soulful maze
I am here
breathing in the mystical nights
wherein rains never cry out
in fear of fallout dissolutions
of our precipitates in conception
I see you
the eyes that hold you eternal
from our very first magnetic sights
are punarjanma's 'third eye' insights-
bridging bonds that sustain
this magical theatrical show
designs of the cosmic flow
Congratulations to all the winners. Awesome talents. Everybody gave their best. I am so proud to read your entries in my competition. A couple of non-DU members helped with the judging though. Thank you everybody. Please join my other competition. I would be honoured.
Anonymous
Thank you, Grace and the judges who assisted you.
Congrats to winners, nice work.
Congrats to winners, nice work.
