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DUP Featured Poem of the Month: February 2017

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Poetry Contest

Submit or Nominate a poem you feel apt to represent DUP in the Hall of Fame
Greetings, Fellow Poets!  It's time for our "Poem of the Month" to be featured on the DUP 'Poem of the Month Hall of Fame' and the official facebook page in February, 2017.

You have two weeks to submit or nominate one of your favorite poems by a DUP poet! No DUPLICATES. If someone nominates the same poem the entry will be deleted. If you like it that much wait and vote for it!

Any genre except erotica or pornography. This is a Facebook feature and we must adhere to their guidelines.  

Comp followed by a week of site voting!

And GO!

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Moments

        1
A man waits for nothing.
He is there as if condemned to death.
Hears a music, feels noble.
And that is it, What else?

        2
Roams by that sea.
Dances an infinite tango
with a terrestrial and aerial woman.
Lives in a little white house
by the shores of the Mediterranean.
Has forgotten and still remembers.
He sits by a small table from a Madrid Café
Reads in his memory.
Writes something and takes it to his pocket
as if to eternity.


https://deepundergroundpoetry.com/poems/239736-moments/

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Ugly

I stand on tabletops, in front of mirrors, "as naked as the day," and weep.
The great and stinking canyons of my body
tied to me like grooves in an arid plane,
a dirty, lonely desert named, in the local creoles, after Pain.

I sometimes even dream that I am even more disgusting than I am,
my torso dotted with powdery white rashes
speckled with a red-raw core seeping through,
a seeping, speckling, disgusting flan, a battalion of Sore.

Somewhere in the mind there is a place
where the demands of biology give way to Romance,
and I am but a symbol of an atmosphere,
golden-crowned, green-robed, on a sheer hillside.



https://deepundergroundpoetry.com/poems/259159-ugly/


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Scarlet hair

The girl with the Scarlet hair
She takes me there
Hand in hand in a circular motion
A place beyond your hope and deepest devotion
Could it be
A straight to the heart catastrophe
Or could it be, could it be
That thing hanging in your heart that speaks for your emotion
Could it be, one of many things
a love lost once recounted
Of so many things
The one that I want
The one who'll really know me
a reflection in the heart
Whoever she could be, whoever she could be
A motion in your soul,
That you never could never have known
she's that hand in place when I've got the shakes
I just hear a sound that makes it fit perfectly in a place
because I heard that I was still alive



https://deepundergroundpoetry.com/poems/258955-scarlet-hair/

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The Eastern Panhandle

Breathless,  
stood atop bones from yesteryear  
mountains have crumbled  
echoing ear,  shifted open field    
loose lay the gravel, sand, flower and white pebble  
   
the glass broken fragments shine    
sparkling shards to the Sun  
   
voiced  
reason, theory and shoestring  
grips tread wearing slippers  
no purple prism, simply existence  
red forever, chambers contain  
a language I'll never forget  
   
I see hills in the distance  
mounds below this crest  
   
were I the willow  
I'd sing with the wind  
were I the oak I'd stay    
forever stoic, rooted and resolved  
but nothing stays tied to me  
a trunk made with heartwood  
   
~could~hangs on a vision  
all I know right now is distance  
   
a beggars travel    
   
 

https://deepundergroundpoetry.com/poems/257867-the-eastern-panhandle/

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A Prayer Just For You

May your head never be bowed
Even when it is bloody

May your eyes always see light
Even when it is foggy

May your ears never go deaf
Even when it is noisy

May your tongue always speak good
Even when you are angry

And may your heart be clad in gold
Filled with compassion and pity


https://deepundergroundpoetry.com/poems/258279-a-prayer-just-for-you/

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Orion & Merope

To breathe the curve and then the coil,  
The bulge of arm, the pull and spoil.  
He levels arrow true in place  
As muscles flex in rhythmic grace.  
 
The tune and sinew of his bow  
When how at last he lets it go  
Towards rearing Horse Head nebulae  
While I in awe as missile flees.  
 
He ne'er gives me a single glance  
Yet do I mind in spite the trance,  
It is for me that he aims high  
To stay the target his first try.  
 
With stars that set himself ablaze,  
What legend brands his epic phase  
And claims the prize with self-same mark.  
While 'twixt the galaxies we spark.


https://deepundergroundpoetry.com/poems/256567-orion-merope/

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Dawn till Dusk

I feel you
From dawn till dusk
I feel you
Upon the stars

I feel you
In the breeze
I feel you
In my veins



https://deepundergroundpoetry.com/poems/256522-dawn-till-dusk/

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neptuna solo


i float
in her song

 off that golden coast

til gone

So as pure lovers' souls
must descend


[jettison the apparatus     ]  
[jettison the attachments        ]

here i hold

my breath
for hours beyond reckoning
i hold my breath for years beyond believing          


loony now
as a cloud,
a clownfish
my
heart

[pools

 next to
her heart]

 &her heart

 [pours over my
 heart]


i float there the sweetest
down that deep
[i breathe my breath into you you breathe into me]
i float here the sweetest
[more than anyone can]



https://deepundergroundpoetry.com/poems/255853-neptuna-solo/

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Totem

This pain(t) is old
It opens up my feathered heart
The wounded healer breaks
silence like stone
Etched by the river
a name is born
from flames in the night
Burning sea whispers
Scars of snow
melted
Only these trees
hear me now



https://deepundergroundpoetry.com/poems/255335-totem/

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Footnotes

He wakes to where the tea is cold  
earthed in water, but hopeful  
buried deep in the world's azure  
flooding in through windows  
to the barking of a dog  
that seems to have no other  
earthly place to go.  
   
Until my lungs breathe otherwise  
or our pills kill us both off  
or the strings of my guitar  
tangle in an unfathomable ball  
or I forget the beauty of waking  
on my side of our crumpled bed  
intertwined as sleeping footnotes  
   
until my future stops penning us  
in historical half-lights  
or my lips no longer sing  
those quiet lullabies I save  
for stolen moments such as these,  
until my knees no longer bend  
at the altar of his laughter  
and the salvation I embrace  
   
until then, I linger still  
watching his shirt hang loosely  
on a silent chair, believing    
in stone-cold morning raptures  
and the strength we simply find  
   
   
there.  



https://deepundergroundpoetry.com/poems/256263-footnotes/

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be a poem

 
 
I conjure a love poem
let it be written in the constellations
the story of me, you, us
 
let each word beat out our emotions
keeping rhythm within our hearts,
with the ocean's waves
 
may we speak it in unison
as our souls unite  
intertwining around each other
 
dancing with the universe
a ballet of poetry
 
let us recite our adoration for Mother Earth
cherry blossoms in the spring
the birth of a brand new human being
the deep forested paths
where our souls wander and take breath
 
put on the starlight today  
shine for all you are
within and without
 
let your third eye ease open
blink past the tears  
see the beauty of life
 
be a poem and rejoice
as we live our poetry
always on point in the universe
 
living out a moment
rejoicing in the now
 
I conjure a love poem
let it be written in the constellations
the story of me, you, us
 

 


https://deepundergroundpoetry.com/poems/256216-be-a-poem/


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 ~ ~.

It was long ago,  
   
             meeting this planet,  
ruptured  atoms seem to    
sprinkle down  on white    
nights..becoming embrace,    
surrounded by stars  
-making my pulse slippery-    
sensing his essence thus how    
life is carried between his    
shoulder blades;    
   
they were hurt by kisses of    
tainted falls of socialistic    
"promises",    
-as we don’t create them-    
but rather just live as what  
is and respect what can    
be..perhaps being present,    
   
..so we lette our own kisses    
replace the outside noise    
and pain..  
   
He’s  of  visions,  musique    
and pious in’motions that    
are rarely seen  
-how sensating of them-  
braiding  us closer together;    
somehow appearing  upon    
my  fingertips..    inside    
..all over  
   
 ..like a thousand years of    
worthy literature, written in  
a sky of  impregnating    
flames.. .    
   
hushing this madness that    
co-exists within my mind;  
until I start to resemble    
silent films  
-uncontrollably quivering –  
against his chest, blooming  
in / out of form, a rose..    
            a noire’ous rose  
full of soft thorns, all is still  
so new  
   
growing with roots and    
crack’d soil  because we’ve  
both been through a little of    
everything:  
good,  
bad    
the ugliest  
 
as vestibules, we cradle  
each other where time does  
not have a voice.. .    
but to look at him.. . resting    
his head in those strong    
sometimes  frajile   hands  
-what is he thinking of?  
It’s then, I want nothing more    
than for him to lay whatever  
it is..  .down in me..  no one    
else  
   
“.. come to me..” I say  
   
because you’re still a planet  
...my dwelling  
and am not done inhabiting    
you with my love  
     


https://deepundergroundpoetry.com/poems/256562-/

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Tattoo my breast with stars

The full moon is still beautiful when cold bites at
my cheeks. It cares not, it sees not, it hears not the
lonely sigh of a passing train. But it finds me in the
dark and illuminates my despondent reverie.
The thoughts of a broken woman were not
meant to be seen, only kept.

When the night is young and sleep is clever prey,
my dreams are merely a wasteland where beauty
goes to die. I am no hunter and the moon was
not meant to shine in such places. The waste
of my tears, stripping away the luster of elegance
that is natural on a woman.

I come from a dangerous place, a place where the
sun is cool and distant, and the ghost image is a burden
to my swollen eyes. My heart is used, but unlike
my purse, it is never empty. If I sold it for chips of gold
I might survive another day. What is the price of heartache?

Ascendant is a man who claims what others could not.
I've bedded monsters, challenged my fate, and
wandered alone to cradle my pain. I am born
of wickedness and I crave the heat of those rough hands
and ferine teeth you so rudely force upon my flesh.
Only a savage can capture my heart; if you can take it,
It's yours.


https://deepundergroundpoetry.com/poems/257830-tattoo-my-breast-with-stars/

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We

 
We stand, together.

Hands bound by
everything.
And yet,
everything sets us
free.

We pile words on top of words to
define us:
committed,
lovers,
husband,
wife,  
friend,
ally.

Your pure eyes dig into
dark recesses of my chest.
Pin pricks of light give just enough
to make me fight.
My honest hands knead
anxious bugs from under
your skin.
 
The only label we need:
Hope.


https://deepundergroundpoetry.com/poems/258938-we/

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