Poetry competition CLOSED 30th April 2017 11:43pm
WINNER
Anonymous
Anonymous
AEMelia don`t depart
Poetry Contest Description
Keep this disillusioned wordmistress in the game. Dedicate some words in her direction. She is the awesome shieldmaiden from the north. Like the aurora borealis, don`t let her fade out into the night.
Rhyme, spit, grime.....Share your words
This lass is inspirational do not allow her to fade out.
It would be a major loss.
Show the love...........
This lass is inspirational do not allow her to fade out.
It would be a major loss.
Show the love...........
Anonymous
She'll cope. 
Anonymous
melia ~
15.04.17. poem 15 of 30
she engraves
the slow glide
of eons into
grains of sandstone,
offerings
to the sirocco
as it swirls
abrasive motes of
verses to filigree
their legacy across
smoked glass rifts
scarring the aether ~
... her words reach
thru the
amorphous schism,
tendrils of enlightenment
{delicate
misty wisps of aum}
undeniable as daybreak,
as nightfall,
as the violet fleetings
between both horizons ...
she is gaia & i have
buried the umbilical cord
of my subconscious
in her earthen words
//
15.04.17. poem 15 of 30
she engraves
the slow glide
of eons into
grains of sandstone,
offerings
to the sirocco
as it swirls
abrasive motes of
verses to filigree
their legacy across
smoked glass rifts
scarring the aether ~
... her words reach
thru the
amorphous schism,
tendrils of enlightenment
{delicate
misty wisps of aum}
undeniable as daybreak,
as nightfall,
as the violet fleetings
between both horizons ...
she is gaia & i have
buried the umbilical cord
of my subconscious
in her earthen words
//
Dusts on trails
happy trails
sad trials
part of life and living
on choppy seas
you fear the deep
yet listen
to the songs of whales
stop
beauty abounds
wrought with words
shed the leaves
that are grey
look for green shoots
on bamboo groves
aches will go
friends are forever.
happy trails
sad trials
part of life and living
on choppy seas
you fear the deep
yet listen
to the songs of whales
stop
beauty abounds
wrought with words
shed the leaves
that are grey
look for green shoots
on bamboo groves
aches will go
friends are forever.
SHE IS POETRY
She is living poetry
With breath that is verse
Words become her flesh
She is intimacy in verbs
She makes love with adjectives
Turning nouns into kisses
While holding my love
I’ve gently fallen to sleep
Dreaming sweet dreams
Of when we will meet
She is living poetry
With breath that is verse
Words become her flesh
She is intimacy in verbs
She makes love with adjectives
Turning nouns into kisses
While holding my love
I’ve gently fallen to sleep
Dreaming sweet dreams
Of when we will meet
I feel her shade
And it is kind
Her mind eclectica
Spreads her hue like fields of poppies
Reaching towards nurturing shine
And giving more than plenty
glowing fantastical verse
Bringing wild images to mind
nymphs seducing dragons
Taking paths with halcyon floor
Lighting quick femme feet with wisdoms gleam
But skipping stone to golden stone
Eager to meet a wise Wizard
With no real power to give her home
Or perhaps Tempests touch apon her sails
Plays havoc with her temper
Curling lip towards soft green of Earth
Oh Amelia please remember
That though Augusts rays grow unbearable.....
Yours give the comfort of Septembers
And it is kind
Her mind eclectica
Spreads her hue like fields of poppies
Reaching towards nurturing shine
And giving more than plenty
glowing fantastical verse
Bringing wild images to mind
nymphs seducing dragons
Taking paths with halcyon floor
Lighting quick femme feet with wisdoms gleam
But skipping stone to golden stone
Eager to meet a wise Wizard
With no real power to give her home
Or perhaps Tempests touch apon her sails
Plays havoc with her temper
Curling lip towards soft green of Earth
Oh Amelia please remember
That though Augusts rays grow unbearable.....
Yours give the comfort of Septembers
Norsk Skog
Dikt
Over fjords
betwixt
long winding hills
in
Freyja Country
sings the sails
that fly
high
an oar
to an ocean
prop
pitch
rudder and mist
an eye
refined
with tome
holy
to breast
She is
magic and mountain
forged
by Art
as
Sami sing
joik
waves
bringing Her home
Dikt
Over fjords
betwixt
long winding hills
in
Freyja Country
sings the sails
that fly
high
an oar
to an ocean
prop
pitch
rudder and mist
an eye
refined
with tome
holy
to breast
She is
magic and mountain
forged
by Art
as
Sami sing
joik
waves
bringing Her home
Celeste
The clouds flow brazen with the wind of sighs
To constant seek the one who calls for them
By names that last beyond their perishing
And leaves their seasons scented with the earth
While far below the life of air-bound song
I stand before the dawn with covered eyes
To open mouth to imitate her creed
In hopes the goddess of the morning rise
Will cast upon, assuage this subject, bowed
And give me peace that she will soon return.
The clouds flow brazen with the wind of sighs
To constant seek the one who calls for them
By names that last beyond their perishing
And leaves their seasons scented with the earth
While far below the life of air-bound song
I stand before the dawn with covered eyes
To open mouth to imitate her creed
In hopes the goddess of the morning rise
Will cast upon, assuage this subject, bowed
And give me peace that she will soon return.
Ask for verse then its trolled
DUP Sycophants always seem to get involved
Always quick with a dismissive remark
Derisive quips are the trademark
Why pass comment on this thread?
Use your words on verse instead
The tedious kudos you are after
It’s nothing but self-indulgent laughter
Why the fuck are you so mean
Aren’t we part of a silent scene
Are you typing shit cos you are bored?
Easy to be the most clever bastard on the keyboard
I’m really not into many rules
Sweep away your words like stools
The paradigm was simple that you defied
Unfortunately, SNAGG a peedo CHILD is disqualified
DUP Sycophants always seem to get involved
Always quick with a dismissive remark
Derisive quips are the trademark
Why pass comment on this thread?
Use your words on verse instead
The tedious kudos you are after
It’s nothing but self-indulgent laughter
Why the fuck are you so mean
Aren’t we part of a silent scene
Are you typing shit cos you are bored?
Easy to be the most clever bastard on the keyboard
I’m really not into many rules
Sweep away your words like stools
The paradigm was simple that you defied
Unfortunately, SNAGG a peedo CHILD is disqualified
Earth_Child said:melia ~
15.04.17. poem 15 of 30
she engraves
the slow glide
of eons into
grains of sandstone,
offerings
to the sirocco
as it swirls
abrasive motes of
verses to filigree
their legacy across
smoked glass rifts
scarring the aether ~
... her words reach
thru the
amorphous schism,
tendrils if enlightenment
{delicate
misty wisps of aum}
undeniable as daybreak,
as nightfall,
as the violet fleetings
between both horizons ...
she is gaia & i have
buried the umbilical cord
of my subconscious
in her earthen words
// where is the parking spot reply, I liked that one. Stay honest
15.04.17. poem 15 of 30
she engraves
the slow glide
of eons into
grains of sandstone,
offerings
to the sirocco
as it swirls
abrasive motes of
verses to filigree
their legacy across
smoked glass rifts
scarring the aether ~
... her words reach
thru the
amorphous schism,
tendrils if enlightenment
{delicate
misty wisps of aum}
undeniable as daybreak,
as nightfall,
as the violet fleetings
between both horizons ...
she is gaia & i have
buried the umbilical cord
of my subconscious
in her earthen words
// where is the parking spot reply, I liked that one. Stay honest
::*FireFlower*::
an awakened cosmic fireflower
you bloomhold your ancient soul
in truth’s forever molten continuum
scripted pearls in condensed essence
are eternalized encrypts highlighting
themselves with an impeccable aura
in sunlight rimming emanations
that mellows across in a fluidic haze
amidst whatever pralayam: the
darkness apocalyptic storms
bursting within around
and beyond
syncing in sacred frequencies
all such similar soulblooms
in cycles of budding nascence
through egoless inflorescence
towards liberating senescence
....souls
reaching out to your
orbiting acceptance in an
unconditional coherence
an embodiment
you are freeform
you are evermore
you are a breathed in need
wherever art is there
to AEMelia ..with love n adoration xx
LeFay dear...i dunn believe in threads..for that sake even words. its in the essence of silence n consciousness where true art forms..i feel you there..
Read ur words of AUM written for me in another thread...i embrace ur love..tq:)
Anonymous
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If I could, I would give a trophy to "all-yall" who got involved and took the time out to write something positive.
I was not sure if this thread would be met with a bunch of unnecessary foolish remarks and critisism. You folks have such good hearts. Gave the trophy to shieldmaiden as a default. A public vote perhaps would not have done it justice.
Its not about the trophies its about the love (you guys know that!)
Anyway you all know you are awesome.
You dont need me to kiss your arse, hehehehe.
Cheers folks, peace and uber kudos from the artistformerlyknownasblade
I was not sure if this thread would be met with a bunch of unnecessary foolish remarks and critisism. You folks have such good hearts. Gave the trophy to shieldmaiden as a default. A public vote perhaps would not have done it justice.
Its not about the trophies its about the love (you guys know that!)
Anyway you all know you are awesome.
You dont need me to kiss your arse, hehehehe.
Cheers folks, peace and uber kudos from the artistformerlyknownasblade
