Poetry competition CLOSED 6th January 2016 7:30am
WINNER
_shadoe_ (yiyi)
_shadoe_ (yiyi)
Sestina Challenge
Среди миров ~
wishes written in winter dust,
carried across countless aeons
by a wind~blown chant
of haunting notes and keys
to spin nocturne splinters
in panes of stained glass
i leave hearts of glass
to collect memory dust
amid fracures & splinters
awaiting passing aeons
to bring oblivion keys
& unlock the chant
nightingales chant
lullabys to mirror glass
reflecting misshapen keys
lost beneath dust
throughout the aeons
& hunted between splinters
i weave jasmine from splinters
hoping to [en]chant
you for a few more aeons
& keep you in glass
safe from devil dust
while i hold time's keys
beneath the teeth of keys
a butterfly splinters
to broch dust,
& our silent chant
fills killing jar glass
buried in spaces 'twixt aeons
walking labyrinthine aeons
that protect missing keys,
barefoot across glass,
i no longer feel splinters
consumed by the chant
turning my lips to dust
the star dust fragments of aeons
chant melancholy minor keys
that leave heart splinters in the hour glass
wishes written in winter dust,
carried across countless aeons
by a wind~blown chant
of haunting notes and keys
to spin nocturne splinters
in panes of stained glass
i leave hearts of glass
to collect memory dust
amid fracures & splinters
awaiting passing aeons
to bring oblivion keys
& unlock the chant
nightingales chant
lullabys to mirror glass
reflecting misshapen keys
lost beneath dust
throughout the aeons
& hunted between splinters
i weave jasmine from splinters
hoping to [en]chant
you for a few more aeons
& keep you in glass
safe from devil dust
while i hold time's keys
beneath the teeth of keys
a butterfly splinters
to broch dust,
& our silent chant
fills killing jar glass
buried in spaces 'twixt aeons
walking labyrinthine aeons
that protect missing keys,
barefoot across glass,
i no longer feel splinters
consumed by the chant
turning my lips to dust
the star dust fragments of aeons
chant melancholy minor keys
that leave heart splinters in the hour glass
Sid was her crazy fuck and the kink of fuck punk.
Nancy was the notorious Queen of sex obscène..
They both screamed with snarls and middle fingers straight up!
Nevermind the Bullocks!! (bluhggh)
Anarchy!! Rotten bites it!! (huughhg)
Depraved and insane he took her..
She was addicted to his crazy and the needle he put in her..
Addicted to the royalty of his punk.
They partied all day and night, departing words (huughhg)
Neither cared if anyone thought they were obscene.
They scoffed at them say they'd respond with a moon (bluhggh!!!)
They couldn't do much thinking, they were too fucked up!
"Coffee and pills bitch!" Sid screamed as he woke up..
He smacked her cheek to wake the dead in her..
Bloody hurry Nancy, I feel like (bluuggh)
And this was the fucked up life of being a star punk.
Nancy brought him coffee and put on a porn video that was totally obscene.
A girl strapped to a chair with a gag only sounds of pleasure muffled (huughhg)
Nancy said " you know what she is screaming instead of (huughhg)"
Sid says "Yeah! That she wants this fatty cock in her!"
Nancy throws a vase at his head and screams (bluhggh!!!)
!"Nancy fuck you cunt!!" and he strangles her gives his hard spunk punk!
Not letting her neck go he shoves his cock in and says "Let's show em obscene!"
This was how Nancy liked it and she moaned and puked from too much booze (bluhggh)
Sid laughed and mocked her (huughhg!#)
Nancy gets pissed and says "Suck a dic! hand me a rig, i needa shoot up!"
She found a vein while he stroked off to the chick on the screne acting obscene...
He askes "Why can't you take 3 cocks like her?!"
Nancy throws the used needle at Sid like a dart sayin "Die you twisted punk!"
Sid shoves her mouth on his dick and she sounded like ....
(Bluhggh)
And (bluhggh)
She threw up all over him, he tossed her into the wall with a (huughhg)
She fought for her wind, cries says "Why, you punk?"
He says "Sorry Nanc, you know my temper, give you some more okay, forgive me uh?"
Nancy did not know it would be the last shot ever for her.
That the gruesome death would be obscene.
Head lines would tell of murderous famed Sid Vicious, famous Sex Pistols Punk..
That he got high in a hotel and he cut Nancy up.
Left all of Sex Pistols and Sid n Nancy fancy fans sctratching their heads wondering (HUUGHHG?)
X
© 2015 Calamityofgin
True life story (with dramatic licence) of Sid Vicious...Sex Pistols
And Nancy Spungen....Sids lover
She died violently, bloody. Stab wound to the belly. Sid was charged, but died of an overdose before verdict. No one knows what happened...
Sid was tooo fucked up to remember.
Nancy was the notorious Queen of sex obscène..
They both screamed with snarls and middle fingers straight up!
Nevermind the Bullocks!! (bluhggh)
Anarchy!! Rotten bites it!! (huughhg)
Depraved and insane he took her..
She was addicted to his crazy and the needle he put in her..
Addicted to the royalty of his punk.
They partied all day and night, departing words (huughhg)
Neither cared if anyone thought they were obscene.
They scoffed at them say they'd respond with a moon (bluhggh!!!)
They couldn't do much thinking, they were too fucked up!
"Coffee and pills bitch!" Sid screamed as he woke up..
He smacked her cheek to wake the dead in her..
Bloody hurry Nancy, I feel like (bluuggh)
And this was the fucked up life of being a star punk.
Nancy brought him coffee and put on a porn video that was totally obscene.
A girl strapped to a chair with a gag only sounds of pleasure muffled (huughhg)
Nancy said " you know what she is screaming instead of (huughhg)"
Sid says "Yeah! That she wants this fatty cock in her!"
Nancy throws a vase at his head and screams (bluhggh!!!)
!"Nancy fuck you cunt!!" and he strangles her gives his hard spunk punk!
Not letting her neck go he shoves his cock in and says "Let's show em obscene!"
This was how Nancy liked it and she moaned and puked from too much booze (bluhggh)
Sid laughed and mocked her (huughhg!#)
Nancy gets pissed and says "Suck a dic! hand me a rig, i needa shoot up!"
She found a vein while he stroked off to the chick on the screne acting obscene...
He askes "Why can't you take 3 cocks like her?!"
Nancy throws the used needle at Sid like a dart sayin "Die you twisted punk!"
Sid shoves her mouth on his dick and she sounded like ....
(Bluhggh)
And (bluhggh)
She threw up all over him, he tossed her into the wall with a (huughhg)
She fought for her wind, cries says "Why, you punk?"
He says "Sorry Nanc, you know my temper, give you some more okay, forgive me uh?"
Nancy did not know it would be the last shot ever for her.
That the gruesome death would be obscene.
Head lines would tell of murderous famed Sid Vicious, famous Sex Pistols Punk..
That he got high in a hotel and he cut Nancy up.
Left all of Sex Pistols and Sid n Nancy fancy fans sctratching their heads wondering (HUUGHHG?)
X
© 2015 Calamityofgin
True life story (with dramatic licence) of Sid Vicious...Sex Pistols
And Nancy Spungen....Sids lover
She died violently, bloody. Stab wound to the belly. Sid was charged, but died of an overdose before verdict. No one knows what happened...
Sid was tooo fucked up to remember.
_shadoe_ said: Среди миров ~
wishes written in winter dust,
carried across countless aeons
by a wind~blown chant
of haunting notes and keys
to spin nocturne splinters
in panes of stained glass
i leave hearts of glass
to collect memory dust
amid fracures & splinters
awaiting passing aeons
to bring oblivion keys
& unlock the chant
nightingales chant
lullabys to mirror glass
reflecting misshapen keys
lost beneath dust
throughout the aeons
& hunted between splinters
i weave jasmine from splinters
hoping to [en]chant
you for a few more aeons
& keep you in glass
safe from devil dust
while i hold time's keys
beneath the teeth of keys
a butterfly splinters
to broch dust,
& our silent chant
fills killing jar glass
buried in spaces 'twixt aeons
walking labyrinthine aeons
that protect missing keys,
barefoot across glass,
i no longer feel splinters
consumed by the chant
turning my lips to dust
the star dust fragments of aeons
chant melancholy minor keys
that leave heart splinters in the hour glass
Bloody Awesome Poetry that!
Its outta the world!
wishes written in winter dust,
carried across countless aeons
by a wind~blown chant
of haunting notes and keys
to spin nocturne splinters
in panes of stained glass
i leave hearts of glass
to collect memory dust
amid fracures & splinters
awaiting passing aeons
to bring oblivion keys
& unlock the chant
nightingales chant
lullabys to mirror glass
reflecting misshapen keys
lost beneath dust
throughout the aeons
& hunted between splinters
i weave jasmine from splinters
hoping to [en]chant
you for a few more aeons
& keep you in glass
safe from devil dust
while i hold time's keys
beneath the teeth of keys
a butterfly splinters
to broch dust,
& our silent chant
fills killing jar glass
buried in spaces 'twixt aeons
walking labyrinthine aeons
that protect missing keys,
barefoot across glass,
i no longer feel splinters
consumed by the chant
turning my lips to dust
the star dust fragments of aeons
chant melancholy minor keys
that leave heart splinters in the hour glass
Bloody Awesome Poetry that!
Its outta the world!
Justme.....
What jade dovey said...thats what i meant by my note...
Was not correcting or saying anything negative. It's confusing, you hit reply and it seems the comment will follow the post. It doesnt..either say the name..or. Hit quote...it will open a box for you to comment in..and include what you are reffering to.
Sorry for the miscommunication
Its a common happening...then the person deserving the comment misses it...
Thats all i was trying to let you know sweet heart!
Xo jen
What jade dovey said...thats what i meant by my note...
Was not correcting or saying anything negative. It's confusing, you hit reply and it seems the comment will follow the post. It doesnt..either say the name..or. Hit quote...it will open a box for you to comment in..and include what you are reffering to.
Sorry for the miscommunication
Its a common happening...then the person deserving the comment misses it...
Thats all i was trying to let you know sweet heart!
Xo jen
calamitygin said:Dove, not only did you do it, you did it and whipped Sestina's ass!! Whoopa!!!
Awesome sweet sista!
Heheh ahh Jennifer my juniper... a girl leaves for a few hours to regroup and return and look at all of the action she - I - missed! I have a lot of reading and catching up to do.
As for my sestina, I'm beyond myself, that I was able to put one together to then be credited of such aplomb, thank you! I'm grateful for how you, and Aarti, and Shadoe, and several others so generously lavished encouragement that inspired me! I thank Geoff for his words to me, and then, THEN... his reaction once he read the finished work. For me, this experience goes beyond a competition. The fellowship, the sisterhood, the coming together to put steel in my pen and my will. No matter what, going forward, I'll never forget.
Forever Dove,
your Jadey <3
Awesome sweet sista!
Heheh ahh Jennifer my juniper... a girl leaves for a few hours to regroup and return and look at all of the action she - I - missed! I have a lot of reading and catching up to do.
As for my sestina, I'm beyond myself, that I was able to put one together to then be credited of such aplomb, thank you! I'm grateful for how you, and Aarti, and Shadoe, and several others so generously lavished encouragement that inspired me! I thank Geoff for his words to me, and then, THEN... his reaction once he read the finished work. For me, this experience goes beyond a competition. The fellowship, the sisterhood, the coming together to put steel in my pen and my will. No matter what, going forward, I'll never forget.
Forever Dove,
your Jadey <3
JustMetInsanity said:A poem has never enticed me so much.Makes a man wonder oral skills you must have. 
Damn good literary structure, provocative, erotic and seemingly still open ended and general.
I just came back a few minutes ago and I'm curious which entry you were referring to, cause after all, it sounds like a good one and now I'd like to see/read it too. *licks her lips*
Damn good literary structure, provocative, erotic and seemingly still open ended and general. I just came back a few minutes ago and I'm curious which entry you were referring to, cause after all, it sounds like a good one and now I'd like to see/read it too. *licks her lips*
Hepcat61 said:Jade:
My head on floor at your feet... you may drop the mic at your leisure...
Awe...some!
If I could follow you again, I would...
Ah Geoff... reaches down with one hand to lace the fingers through your hair and hold you there... the mic hits the floor flipping over once... the squeal of feedback...
My head on floor at your feet... you may drop the mic at your leisure...
Awe...some!
If I could follow you again, I would...
Ah Geoff... reaches down with one hand to lace the fingers through your hair and hold you there... the mic hits the floor flipping over once... the squeal of feedback...
Death sentence.
All around me is a darkness
and up above was a fading light
Down below lives a churning vortex
I'm falling hard into it's pull
I succumb to its gravity whose force is left to see
I look up again and the light has burned away
Farther and farther i quickly drift away
until i'm completely engulfed in darkness
My eyes are open but i cannot see
then came a flash of light
and the vacuum had no pull
No longer was i spinning in the vortex
Drawing together by the vortex
what used to be so far away
On my skin I feel a cold touch then a gentle pull
from icy fingers in the darkness
reaching from the light
With each blast of illumination a familiar face to see
The touches and grabs became malicious their anger i could see
broken syllables just releasing from the vortex
sounds finally reach my ears coming and going same as the light
Just before i hear the words they fade away
Into the darkness
Into the void's silent pull
Once again i feel the pull
and homogenized bodies i could see
A cavorting mass of limbs in the darkness
Their grabbing hands create a new vortex
from which i cannot tear away
and it increases in ferocity same as the glinting light
I regain consciousness by a flickering florescent light
to hear the prison warden demanding another pull
Another round of electricity I begin to slip away
I hear voices the families of my victims my execution is what they see
and once again i'm in the vortex
facing my vindicators in the darkness
Is this Hell that's laid before me and judgment that i see
Is the devil somewhere in this vortex
No, the devil is the darkness
