Poetry competition CLOSED 2nd March 2016 2:53am
WINNER
calamitygin (Jennifer Michael McCurry)
calamitygin (Jennifer Michael McCurry)
Quick Write.. Can You Keep Up?
Poetry Contest Description
Let's have a little fun and get your creative juices flowing! I'll post a topic and 5 words that the first person must use in their poem they then will post a random topic and 5 must use words for the next person and so on.
The catch? Well, I'm glad you asked.
*You will have to respond immediately in the quick reply area.
*You must bold your keys words
*Title your entry
*No using Microsoft Word or any other editing.
Lets see how good you are when put on the spot!
*Topic- You found a note under your front door, its from "Him" What does it say? What does it mean?
*Key words
-Confided
-Captured
-Hunger
-Torn
-Caged
*You will have to respond immediately in the quick reply area.
*You must bold your keys words
*Title your entry
*No using Microsoft Word or any other editing.
Lets see how good you are when put on the spot!
*Topic- You found a note under your front door, its from "Him" What does it say? What does it mean?
*Key words
-Confided
-Captured
-Hunger
-Torn
-Caged
I went to edit but realised I wasn't allowed so I didn't...truly, I didn't
For You
I was honoured when you CONFIDED in me
You CAPTURED my interest from the first time I saw you
I HUNGER for you, lust after your body
But am TORN in what to do as my heart still belongs to another
At this moment I feel quite CAGED by my feelings for her, for you
Can i be bold enough and ask you to wait?
Please?
You arrive at a cafe and have to wait...What keeps your interest? What thoughts do you have?
Book
Dish
Pen
Glass
Love
For You
I was honoured when you CONFIDED in me
You CAPTURED my interest from the first time I saw you
I HUNGER for you, lust after your body
But am TORN in what to do as my heart still belongs to another
At this moment I feel quite CAGED by my feelings for her, for you
Can i be bold enough and ask you to wait?
Please?
You arrive at a cafe and have to wait...What keeps your interest? What thoughts do you have?
Book
Dish
Pen
Glass
Love
Anonymous
Weeknight Cafe
Thud of a dish, clink of a glass
comforting sounds to my ears
waiting alone in this busy cafe
where we used to share
late afternoon meals
after steamy Saturday nights
and sleepy Sunday sex
Now, I have my book for company
my pen for scribbling thoughts
on napkins about the meaning of life
and of love that used to live here
in this cozy little space
But, I never come back on Sundays
(oops... totally forgot to bold the key words while I was writing)
Topic - A restless night. Can't sleep? Disturbing dreams? What's making you toss and turn?
Dark
Pillow
Time
Eyes
Breath
Thud of a dish, clink of a glass
comforting sounds to my ears
waiting alone in this busy cafe
where we used to share
late afternoon meals
after steamy Saturday nights
and sleepy Sunday sex
Now, I have my book for company
my pen for scribbling thoughts
on napkins about the meaning of life
and of love that used to live here
in this cozy little space
But, I never come back on Sundays
(oops... totally forgot to bold the key words while I was writing)
Topic - A restless night. Can't sleep? Disturbing dreams? What's making you toss and turn?
Dark
Pillow
Time
Eyes
Breath
I cold sweat through another pillow
Last night..
Wet with dreams of my own death
Replayed ova and ova
Time after terror dream time
Behind dark hoods
Shut too tight..
Againts mascara streaked blue eyes
Rank with confusion..
Sleep is for rest?
Correct?
I have heard of such a sleep..
But every night i wake up.
Mid scream..
The only way to abort my dreams..
Pillow clutched in knuckles
Red peaked with desperation..
And out of breathe..
And i just don't believe in such a sleep anymore..
I just do not believe it exists....
You find a man that needs your help on your doorstep..
But he unnerves you..
Family
Dog
Love
Hate
Moon
Ummm...hope i did this right..lol do not know what some of your rules mean...
I did not bold my keywords..just figured that out..apologies..lol next time!
Last night..
Wet with dreams of my own death
Replayed ova and ova
Time after terror dream time
Behind dark hoods
Shut too tight..
Againts mascara streaked blue eyes
Rank with confusion..
Sleep is for rest?
Correct?
I have heard of such a sleep..
But every night i wake up.
Mid scream..
The only way to abort my dreams..
Pillow clutched in knuckles
Red peaked with desperation..
And out of breathe..
And i just don't believe in such a sleep anymore..
I just do not believe it exists....
You find a man that needs your help on your doorstep..
But he unnerves you..
Family
Dog
Love
Hate
Moon
Ummm...hope i did this right..lol do not know what some of your rules mean...
I did not bold my keywords..just figured that out..apologies..lol next time!
Masquerader
The moon spills its incandescence on
the nighttime land. Somewhere,
distant, a dog barks, and he,
the man, professes love at
my door.
“Won’t you help? My heart, it
yearns upon oceans of misery.”
His tongue cannot shade
the hate behind his eyes, the
thirst to drink of my family.
“Go your way, and get thee behind me,
Satan.”
And the Angel of Light dissipates into
the air.
__________________________________
You are walking along an abandoned railroad line--do you end your walk and go back home, or decide to keep going and see where the tracks lead to?
Leaves
Metal
Wood
Smoke
Rocks
The moon spills its incandescence on
the nighttime land. Somewhere,
distant, a dog barks, and he,
the man, professes love at
my door.
“Won’t you help? My heart, it
yearns upon oceans of misery.”
His tongue cannot shade
the hate behind his eyes, the
thirst to drink of my family.
“Go your way, and get thee behind me,
Satan.”
And the Angel of Light dissipates into
the air.
__________________________________
You are walking along an abandoned railroad line--do you end your walk and go back home, or decide to keep going and see where the tracks lead to?
Leaves
Metal
Wood
Smoke
Rocks
THE FLOWERING
The *leaves* of the old oak rustle
One detaches
Meandering the dozen yards
It glances off the *metal* rail
Alights on *rocks* between the tracks
The path that I consider
The hot *wood* planks
Diffuse the smell of tar
Dancing unseen
Acrid like *smoke*
But somehow pleasant
It is decided then
---
You just had an argument with your lover and are deciding whether to stay or leave
Kindness
Clear
Mountains
Wisdom
Fall
(edited only to comply with rules- no content changing- still don't know how to bold)
The *leaves* of the old oak rustle
One detaches
Meandering the dozen yards
It glances off the *metal* rail
Alights on *rocks* between the tracks
The path that I consider
The hot *wood* planks
Diffuse the smell of tar
Dancing unseen
Acrid like *smoke*
But somehow pleasant
It is decided then
---
You just had an argument with your lover and are deciding whether to stay or leave
Kindness
Clear
Mountains
Wisdom
Fall
(edited only to comply with rules- no content changing- still don't know how to bold)
"Bliss-less Vacuum"
WISDOM
an oxymoron in it`s own pronunciation
a paradox of construction
what seems so unerringly clear
to the Pantheon high above
the tree line
breathing altitudes thin air
atop the barren mountains
sit the flawed sages
determined myopically
through only my own experience
accepting their council
so risky, due to countless factors
including their own self-unconscious isolation
by seeing things through
their past generation's
limited lenses
it terrifies me that trusting
in their most earnest expression's
of kindness
can ultimately cause mine and
another loved one`s
most horrific emotional
fall
< you are rummaging through the contents spilling all over your basement or garage>
brightly
inept
regardless
immersed
rest
WISDOM
an oxymoron in it`s own pronunciation
a paradox of construction
what seems so unerringly clear
to the Pantheon high above
the tree line
breathing altitudes thin air
atop the barren mountains
sit the flawed sages
determined myopically
through only my own experience
accepting their council
so risky, due to countless factors
including their own self-unconscious isolation
by seeing things through
their past generation's
limited lenses
it terrifies me that trusting
in their most earnest expression's
of kindness
can ultimately cause mine and
another loved one`s
most horrific emotional
fall
< you are rummaging through the contents spilling all over your basement or garage>
brightly
inept
regardless
immersed
rest
Rummaging
The boxes so brightly coloured
to differentiate its contents
there I must sort my mementos
of the years gone by
I feel so inept with this
hands trembling as I wanted so much
to look at them always and remember
how sweet it was to be loved
with all these books and poems
little things I gathered regardless
of its monetary value
it was all for us
immersed in sweet bitter memories
of what you said and promised
as everything were spilled on the floor
and I had to box it all again
I need to rest them all
and think forward in the years
ahead, without the excitement
of finally meeting you.
Next: You are trying to come to term with the death of someone you really cared for
Reasoning
floundering
thunder
plummet
fingers
The boxes so brightly coloured
to differentiate its contents
there I must sort my mementos
of the years gone by
I feel so inept with this
hands trembling as I wanted so much
to look at them always and remember
how sweet it was to be loved
with all these books and poems
little things I gathered regardless
of its monetary value
it was all for us
immersed in sweet bitter memories
of what you said and promised
as everything were spilled on the floor
and I had to box it all again
I need to rest them all
and think forward in the years
ahead, without the excitement
of finally meeting you.
Next: You are trying to come to term with the death of someone you really cared for
Reasoning
floundering
thunder
plummet
fingers
I was going to go next but your topic caught me off guard and the coincidence was too strange.I just lost my mother about three weeks ago and it's awfully painful to think about.Losing someone that you love is an emotional roller coaster through memories and moments of the past.Sorry
Taken
My head swells with "thunder" ache
This distortion of brain as my heart
"Plummets" and my mind pounds
As the sound of my own circulation
Throbs with each pulse beat behind
Red streaked wet eyes that scream
Begging for "reasoning" and release
As if sorrows "fingers" choke tight
Against the scared lump in my throat
I am a lost woman in the wilderness
Of a new empty and futile existence
"Floundering" for the logic of Why?
An elplanation please God damn it!
I demand an answer to this riddle..
An apology to me and of the ages
God why? take a good man like him?
A carefree day picknicking with friends
Doritos
Coke
Bathing suits
Sweat
Sunburn
My head swells with "thunder" ache
This distortion of brain as my heart
"Plummets" and my mind pounds
As the sound of my own circulation
Throbs with each pulse beat behind
Red streaked wet eyes that scream
Begging for "reasoning" and release
As if sorrows "fingers" choke tight
Against the scared lump in my throat
I am a lost woman in the wilderness
Of a new empty and futile existence
"Floundering" for the logic of Why?
An elplanation please God damn it!
I demand an answer to this riddle..
An apology to me and of the ages
God why? take a good man like him?
A carefree day picknicking with friends
Doritos
Coke
Bathing suits
Sweat
Sunburn
PleasuresOfPain said:I was going to go next but your topic caught me off guard and the coincidence was too strange.I just lost my mother about three weeks ago and it's awfully painful to think about.Losing someone that you love is an emotional roller coaster through memories and moments of the past.Sorry
Sorry for your loss..a prayer for you.
Left a happy scenario....
Sorry for your loss..a prayer for you.
Left a happy scenario....
