Poetry competition CLOSED 27th October 2016 6:44pm
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Jade-Pandora (jade tiger)
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SMOKED OUT DIVINE STRAWBERRY

poet Anonymous

Strawberry smudges are my style
Strawberry gashes all over me
Like Pj Harvey, red grin smile
Stings my self-harm conspiracy

Bleeding out it’s become too sweet
Etched in the flesh, words were said
Saccharine smiles try hide the deceit
Words inked on my skin in red

Teeth grind upon the seed
And now my life becomes erased
Guess that I must concede
Strawberries are last moments taste

DIVINEDEADLYDARK
Lost Thinker
United States
Joined 20th Oct 2016
Forum Posts: 34

That's really good intense

Jade-Pandora
jade tiger
Tyrant of Words
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Joined 9th Nov 2015
Forum Posts: 5134

calamitygin said:IM not writing a friggin fruit poem...Jade dove...please dont make rules as you see fit,..when others have written theird...
I posted a tough one to write about my meth use/////i am leaving it....

they had just said open interpretation...chill some and just be


No need for drama, Jen.  Just tryin to help Divine as others also did.  She made her own call, mine was a sample. Nuff said.  Peace, all.

JohnFeddeler
Tyrant of Words
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Joined 18th Jan 2013
Forum Posts: 325

         
           strawberri in the middle


couldn’t smell the smoke
after she burned up the page
strawberri tart with a cold cold heart
whip cream bride, nothing to hide

girl singer torches her sad song
steal a verse & throw her a line
kissed a girl like Katy Perry
strawberri on Divine

don’t need no love, don’t need no trophy
this’ll never be judged anyway
like my strawberri dripping with fudge
but never on sundae…



RevolutionAL
Alistair Plint
Dangerous Mind
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Joined 24th July 2012
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Strawberry Fields

There are some people in the world
I'd walk upto
in random moment of
self-induced love
and just hug them
throw love at them
tell them they
got this down
Today is one of those days



The smouldering grass
bellowed
a choking dark grey smoke
through the fields
a aftermath of war
a dry deathly field of hate
warm to the thick souls
of work boots
(you just knew not
to sit in this mess)

Cleaning it up was not for the kids
we had every farmer
with spades and water
from a twenty mile radius
working on it

The black ground
grey ash
little grass chimeys
puffing smoke rings into
the dry
claustraphobic air

I felt a deathly stilness come over me
a life depression
a sadness in my blood

When in the middle of that
field
in the desolation
in the mess of death
I saw a little red
lifting itself
crying out to any soul with a heart

I walked through the
cruching smoulder
leaned over
and picked
the single living strawberry
from that field of death

gently picking it
giving it one-last-breath

Those are the ones I love
those who live it
live the life through the drama

-x-


Welcome to the DU dear dark one.
Good to meet your acquaintance.
You're gonna do well in this place
so settle into your new home, you
fit in perfectly!

Blue Skies at you

Al-x-

MadameLavender
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Just a heads up everyone--I cleaned up the beginning part of this comp, now that we've cleared up the confusion & established what to write about.

Divine --when this ends on the 27th, you'll get a prompt to choose a winner, so that you can assign a virtual trophy to the author who's poem you like the best, as well as choose a second and third place runner up. Give a holler if you need any help with that part when it times out and you get the notification !
😊

DIVINEDEADLYDARK
Lost Thinker
United States
Joined 20th Oct 2016
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Hi I am new 2 this so I pick his or her trophy out form a list?? Everything is is falling into plan I am beginning to understand more.I am so sorry 4 all these questions I know you must be so busy.

DIVINEDEADLYDARK
Lost Thinker
United States
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Really good I like your poem clever

DIVINEDEADLYDARK
Lost Thinker
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Hi JADE THANKS so much 4 helping me. i AM NEW ON HERE?Things can get confusing at first. i SEE THERE IS NO NEED FOR THESE PEOPLE TO BE unhappy its supposed to be Friendly place and with strawberries simple I thought Well thanks so much you are so helpful...

RevolutionAL
Alistair Plint
Dangerous Mind
South Africa 29awards
Joined 24th July 2012
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DIVINEDEADLYDARK said:Hi I am new 2 this so I pick his or her trophy out form a list?? Everything is is falling into plan I am beginning to understand more.I am so sorry 4 all these questions I know you must be so busy.

Yeah so when it ends...
You'll see the options accross the top.
It will be mostly easy to figure if it's not I suggest you ask anyone you comfortable with (Lavender) hint hint... To help you through it. But you're doing good!

DIVINEDEADLYDARK
Lost Thinker
United States
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Thanks so much I apprecicate by the way also a nice poem you did..

MadameLavender
Guardian of Shadows
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Forum Posts: 5593

Yes Divine--just like Al says: you'll see a yellow prompt at the top of this thread in small letters that says "Award a trophy" but it won't show up until the comp closes next week. When you click the prompt, you'll be taken to another screen where you can choose a trophy then use a drop down to choose who gets it. There will be two other drop downs to pick runner ups If you want as well.
😊

DIVINEDEADLYDARK
Lost Thinker
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It sounds easy good I don't think I will have a problem.

DIVINEDEADLYDARK
Lost Thinker
United States
Joined 20th Oct 2016
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Love your poem the words are bloody punching love

Jade-Pandora
jade tiger
Tyrant of Words
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Forum Posts: 5134

Strawberry Tart

The drivers flying down the pike
Would see her flip a thumb in air,
This flower child who loved to hike,
A sundae dream without a care.

With halter top and cutoff bells
That showed a glimpse of berry bush,
Around her neck the puka shells
That jiggled ev'ry step she took.

When she would lean, oh! the affect.
Her long pink hair was striped with sun,
The boys and men would "stand" erect!
She fascinated everyone.

To send a signal for a ride,
A berry basket in her tote,
She'd reach and pluck from her supply
And suck the juice right down her throat.

The highway fantasies that rose.
To know her name, give her your heart,
To hold her tight, one never knows,
But just for now, Strawberry Tart!


bells = hip-hugger bell bottoms

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