Poetry competition CLOSED 21st January 2017 9:38am
WINNER
Anonymous
Anonymous
RUNNERS-UP:
Simon_III_Msibi
and LillyoftheValley
Refrain of the Rain
FIRST Drops
Sandy seems the golden sky
See the stars
Like a sun, in his last hour
The dawn was apple-green
They who in folly or mere greed Tell them in England...
Not one corner of foreign field
Seeing we never found gay fairyland
I see you,a child
Sit on the bed; I’m blind
He halted in the wind
Ah in the thunder air
War broke
You know what it is to be born alone
on a rainy day
Sandy seems the golden sky
See the stars
Like a sun, in his last hour
The dawn was apple-green
They who in folly or mere greed Tell them in England...
Not one corner of foreign field
Seeing we never found gay fairyland
I see you,a child
Sit on the bed; I’m blind
He halted in the wind
Ah in the thunder air
War broke
You know what it is to be born alone
on a rainy day
Anonymous
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And here's my second piece.
Upcoming Storm
The storm and the rain
Cannot erase everything
Anymore including the strain
On us. It cannot simply fling
Away the anger and mud.
Every drip and drop cannot cling
Onto my skin. The big flood
And tears will never stop coming.
Every full and half opened bud
Are in bloom. We are humming
That stupid tune and song
On repeat. Nothing is numbing
The coldness. The huge throng
Of people is lessening as the storm
Is coming, but I am walking along
It, welcoming it with warm
And open arms. Let me feel
And touch it all. Let the swarm
Take over. Let me kneel
On the soaking wet ground
And let everything heal
Every single wound.
Every bad thought is washed
Away as I get lost in every sound.
Upcoming Storm
The storm and the rain
Cannot erase everything
Anymore including the strain
On us. It cannot simply fling
Away the anger and mud.
Every drip and drop cannot cling
Onto my skin. The big flood
And tears will never stop coming.
Every full and half opened bud
Are in bloom. We are humming
That stupid tune and song
On repeat. Nothing is numbing
The coldness. The huge throng
Of people is lessening as the storm
Is coming, but I am walking along
It, welcoming it with warm
And open arms. Let me feel
And touch it all. Let the swarm
Take over. Let me kneel
On the soaking wet ground
And let everything heal
Every single wound.
Every bad thought is washed
Away as I get lost in every sound.
Anonymous
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If we say
nothing
and pretend
we do not see
would our conscious agree
that we should persuade
our morals to believe
it was just a figment
a broken piece
of fear and pain
a child
dragging
her broken batterd body
from the shadows
of a filthy ally
into the crying rain
Anonymous
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Anonymous
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Downpour for some...
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Sometimes
gales
are as welcome
as
any summer breeze!
Flash flood for some
downpour for others
ask a survivor of deep desert
this is nothing
but a heavenly blessing
in all its glory
dousing
the scorched soul
as much as
the red earth
it crashes into!!
© KDAmB 2016.
Anonymous
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BITTERSWEET REFRAIN
As she bathe in the glow
Of heavenly splendor
Gazillion eyes are watching
Admiring her beauty, so captivating
Leaving them breathless and mesmerized
As they gaze through the night
Painting a silhouette on the ground
Which follows her every sultry move
Dark as the raven was her hair
Long and flowing like the waves
Of the silent sea
Beneath the shadow of her smile
Hides the sorrows of the past
Kept alive by every drop
Of celestial tears that create
A bittersweet refrain
Anonymous
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Angel's Tears
crying in the midst of silence
I hear many other tears
as the tin roof sings mercy
laying there still and quiet
to not disturb the sound
intently listen to heavens song
often wonder if raindrops
are tears from Angel's
when our souls hurt so deeply
(Inspiration ~ a comment ~ thank you Willow)
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Without Umbrellas
So set your eyes
skyward
my son
let kiss every rail
wash over
free to earth, to pale
where open hearts beg
am I merely seen, thro, posed and unknown
silver branches tinged to silver clouds passing
bend by the weight
that something whole is
there was
never
partial convergence
just simple submersion
do not change the waterfall
for is it not strength
beads that move
with...
So set your eyes
skyward
my son
let kiss every rail
wash over
free to earth, to pale
where open hearts beg
am I merely seen, thro, posed and unknown
silver branches tinged to silver clouds passing
bend by the weight
that something whole is
there was
never
partial convergence
just simple submersion
do not change the waterfall
for is it not strength
beads that move
with...
