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Poem of the Month - October
Poem-Worm
Poetry Worm
Joined 1st Nov 2016
Forum Posts: 346
Poetry Worm
Thought Provoker
Forum Posts: 346
Poetry Contest Description
Nominate your favorite poem by a DUP artist for October recognition.
Greetings, Fellow Poets! It's time for our "Poem of the Month" to be featured in the DUP 'Poem of the Month Hall of Fame' and on the official facebook page in September, 2017.
You have three weeks nominate no more than two of you favorite poems of another DUP poet!
Please note the following changes in making nominations:
1. Self nominations will no longer be accepted.
2. Please limit your nominations to TWO poems. You can nominate a single poem for two different poets; but the nomination maximum remains at TWO per nominee.
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.
Previous Poem of the Month Hall of Fame members are ineligible (we may revisit after a year or so); however, you may still nominate them in the Spirit of community support. The nominations will be checked as "Non Entry" when the vote begins.
Any member who is banned or disables their account PRIOR to the win will be automatically disqualified.
Any nominated member who wishes to opt out of the competition may do so by messaging me ( Poem-Worm ). I will contact the person who nominated you and request an alternate nomination.
Nomination Duration is three weeks followed by a week of site voting!
And GO!
You have three weeks nominate no more than two of you favorite poems of another DUP poet!
Please note the following changes in making nominations:
1. Self nominations will no longer be accepted.
2. Please limit your nominations to TWO poems. You can nominate a single poem for two different poets; but the nomination maximum remains at TWO per nominee.
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.
Previous Poem of the Month Hall of Fame members are ineligible (we may revisit after a year or so); however, you may still nominate them in the Spirit of community support. The nominations will be checked as "Non Entry" when the vote begins.
Any member who is banned or disables their account PRIOR to the win will be automatically disqualified.
Any nominated member who wishes to opt out of the competition may do so by messaging me ( Poem-Worm ). I will contact the person who nominated you and request an alternate nomination.
Nomination Duration is three weeks followed by a week of site voting!
And GO!
_shadoe_
yiyi
Forum Posts: 577
yiyi
Tyrant of Words
54
Joined 25th Apr 2013Forum Posts: 577
Under Stones
'I am terrified of this dark thing
That sleeps in me
All day I feel its soft, feathery turnings, its malignity.'
-Sylvia Plath
(1)
What would it take to
Tap into me, The World ---
A great Mother-Tree.
For I am sunk beneath stones
An infiltration of what you
Cannot see ---
I am at this very bottom,
I know how you fear me.
A transformational ruse,
A standard of legacies;
Wrought by curiosity.
How I meld into this fray,
Dug deep by moles under
Roots that are risen,
Upgrown over pools of reasoning.
A rain saturates them furthur ---
The earthen creatures bloat and float
Above the sodden fantasies.
How passionately they must
Have lived to lie still so
Contentedly.
A fawn drinks from the
Clear, multitudinous pool ---
It is your baby that has risen.
Watch me dissolve and evaporate
In the hot sun,
I am air,
A Nascent Spirit ---
Transparency is my name.
(2)
No, you cannot hold me,
I wrestle free even in knowing ---
See,
You never really knew me;
I am the calamity of the unknown.
What ferocity I evoke,
What insanity,
Yet I loved you like a true friend.
How weatherproof I was to your
Uncertainties.
And what of Moonlight ---
The night alone does not disturb
The entanglements of love,
Wrangling in its ferocity,
For I sleep beneath it,
Winnowing in its germination
Unfaltered by its determination,
As, darkened, it turns,
A heinous, repetitive lullaby.
I seek naught but to endure it.
For, in it I revolve, in turn,
To create something real, substrate
Even as it sustains this world.
(3)
And what of reasoning? ---
It was The Moon.
It dragged me here.
A marsh is never dry,
It only appears aspiring to be.
See, the butterflies love
The marsh plants,
Their wings gently fold and unfold.
The nectars are invisible but to them.
They glide on rising pageantry
And, in this, how I remember them ---
I was once a seed.
The pools are deepening
In slackened brackishness
As the flotsam settles in
For the cold hard reasoning
Of Autumns approach.
I am chilled in this barrenness,
Such preservation.
You see, I am already
Empty inside,
There is no drought required to
Drain the depths that are me ---
This saturation is merely poetry.
And how does it move,
This poetry, how does it
Not remain static trapped, but free
When its voice is muted
And drowned?
It behaves as a kite on a string
Ignoring the tug and pull
Of its anchor ---
It shakes in winds of uncertainty
Even as it rises on them.
And its poetic voice
Sings in the branches of
This only tree
On higher ground ---
It is only the birds
Landing on those lofty certainties,
Those infamies.
Those eccentricities
Warble in the solitude
Of summers fade
To golden hues in
The grasses stiffening.
The poetry is the arms of
The tree reaching for the sky,
But I am here,
The sky is in me.
Look within and
You will see me.
------
Inspired by these poems:
' Blue Moles '
' Elm '
- By Sylvia Plath
That sleeps in me
All day I feel its soft, feathery turnings, its malignity.'
-Sylvia Plath
(1)
What would it take to
Tap into me, The World ---
A great Mother-Tree.
For I am sunk beneath stones
An infiltration of what you
Cannot see ---
I am at this very bottom,
I know how you fear me.
A transformational ruse,
A standard of legacies;
Wrought by curiosity.
How I meld into this fray,
Dug deep by moles under
Roots that are risen,
Upgrown over pools of reasoning.
A rain saturates them furthur ---
The earthen creatures bloat and float
Above the sodden fantasies.
How passionately they must
Have lived to lie still so
Contentedly.
A fawn drinks from the
Clear, multitudinous pool ---
It is your baby that has risen.
Watch me dissolve and evaporate
In the hot sun,
I am air,
A Nascent Spirit ---
Transparency is my name.
(2)
No, you cannot hold me,
I wrestle free even in knowing ---
See,
You never really knew me;
I am the calamity of the unknown.
What ferocity I evoke,
What insanity,
Yet I loved you like a true friend.
How weatherproof I was to your
Uncertainties.
And what of Moonlight ---
The night alone does not disturb
The entanglements of love,
Wrangling in its ferocity,
For I sleep beneath it,
Winnowing in its germination
Unfaltered by its determination,
As, darkened, it turns,
A heinous, repetitive lullaby.
I seek naught but to endure it.
For, in it I revolve, in turn,
To create something real, substrate
Even as it sustains this world.
(3)
And what of reasoning? ---
It was The Moon.
It dragged me here.
A marsh is never dry,
It only appears aspiring to be.
See, the butterflies love
The marsh plants,
Their wings gently fold and unfold.
The nectars are invisible but to them.
They glide on rising pageantry
And, in this, how I remember them ---
I was once a seed.
The pools are deepening
In slackened brackishness
As the flotsam settles in
For the cold hard reasoning
Of Autumns approach.
I am chilled in this barrenness,
Such preservation.
You see, I am already
Empty inside,
There is no drought required to
Drain the depths that are me ---
This saturation is merely poetry.
And how does it move,
This poetry, how does it
Not remain static trapped, but free
When its voice is muted
And drowned?
It behaves as a kite on a string
Ignoring the tug and pull
Of its anchor ---
It shakes in winds of uncertainty
Even as it rises on them.
And its poetic voice
Sings in the branches of
This only tree
On higher ground ---
It is only the birds
Landing on those lofty certainties,
Those infamies.
Those eccentricities
Warble in the solitude
Of summers fade
To golden hues in
The grasses stiffening.
The poetry is the arms of
The tree reaching for the sky,
But I am here,
The sky is in me.
Look within and
You will see me.
------
Inspired by these poems:
' Blue Moles '
' Elm '
- By Sylvia Plath
Written by PoetsRevenge
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LobodeSanPedro
Forum Posts: 3304
Tyrant of Words
109
Joined 16th Apr 2013Forum Posts: 3304
No problema ... just nominate a poem, other than your own for entry.
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PoetsRevenge
Forum Posts: 736
Dangerous Mind
28
Joined 30th June 2016Forum Posts: 736
The Subterranean
" just because we want doesn't mean we deserve"
my dungeon...my temple
welcome to the basement of my soul
where the building blocks of my being are reinforced
..my resolve solidified
where the dingy dank and brooding atmosphere
conjures up the hunter-seeker in me
here to embark on yet another journey
in my quest for fire
to reach my higher self..in this place
i must be convicted
committed to go lower and dig deep
revel in the reservoir of pain
yes..pain
the rogue scion of my goddess
Sweet Inspiration
that dwells at the dark end of the spectrum
the crucible of life
the catalyst of the paradigms
the nexus point of change
the stage where drama of the mind
meets trauma of the bod..
the gods are watching for sure
the iron maiden is waiting
taunting me...challenging me
calling me out to the center of the Coliseum
"WHERE IS THY WARRIOR?"
i enter
naked in sheer will
Gift
Of
Divinity
the GOD particle
dusted from the stars
reigning down unfiltered
through customized commandments
intent
devotion
respect
submission
channeled through sweat and acid
through blood and oxygen
i put all my conversion theories to the test
through sublime struggle of the soul
with rusty unforgiving steel sharpening my steel
augmenting fortitude needed to tear and rebuild sinew
renew through mass destruction
with tales from the mud
this is MAN
under construction
building from foundation up
my unyielding mountain climber in high gear
abandoning fear..looking only upward
through the lense of
self visualization
as eye imagine myself arisen from the abyss
at the zenith of the day's promise
galvanized from the core
fully connected..fully activated
as the fire sought
burns vibrantly throughout my aura
my dungeon...my temple
welcome to the basement of my soul
where the building blocks of my being are reinforced
..my resolve solidified
where the dingy dank and brooding atmosphere
conjures up the hunter-seeker in me
here to embark on yet another journey
in my quest for fire
to reach my higher self..in this place
i must be convicted
committed to go lower and dig deep
revel in the reservoir of pain
yes..pain
the rogue scion of my goddess
Sweet Inspiration
that dwells at the dark end of the spectrum
the crucible of life
the catalyst of the paradigms
the nexus point of change
the stage where drama of the mind
meets trauma of the bod..
the gods are watching for sure
the iron maiden is waiting
taunting me...challenging me
calling me out to the center of the Coliseum
"WHERE IS THY WARRIOR?"
i enter
naked in sheer will
Gift
Of
Divinity
the GOD particle
dusted from the stars
reigning down unfiltered
through customized commandments
intent
devotion
respect
submission
channeled through sweat and acid
through blood and oxygen
i put all my conversion theories to the test
through sublime struggle of the soul
with rusty unforgiving steel sharpening my steel
augmenting fortitude needed to tear and rebuild sinew
renew through mass destruction
with tales from the mud
this is MAN
under construction
building from foundation up
my unyielding mountain climber in high gear
abandoning fear..looking only upward
through the lense of
self visualization
as eye imagine myself arisen from the abyss
at the zenith of the day's promise
galvanized from the core
fully connected..fully activated
as the fire sought
burns vibrantly throughout my aura
Written by Naajir
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Poem-Worm
Poetry Worm
Joined 1st Nov 2016
Forum Posts: 346
Poetry Worm
Thought Provoker
Forum Posts: 346
If you get a chance good poets & writers ... please cast a vote.
Many thanks
Many thanks
LobodeSanPedro
Forum Posts: 3304
Tyrant of Words
109
Joined 16th Apr 2013Forum Posts: 3304
MANY THANKS TO ALL WHO HELPED WITH THE VOTING PROCESS ... YOU ROCK!
Poem-Worm
Poetry Worm
Joined 1st Nov 2016
Forum Posts: 346
Poetry Worm
Thought Provoker
Forum Posts: 346
CONGRATULATIONS TO: PoetsRevenge!!!!! ...
... and Thank You! koshka for bringing this wonderful work to the spotlight it deserves!
The Award will be adjusted shortly to reflect PoetsRevenge as the WINNER!
... and Thank You! koshka for bringing this wonderful work to the spotlight it deserves!
The Award will be adjusted shortly to reflect PoetsRevenge as the WINNER!
crimsin
Unveiling
Forum Posts: 2641
Unveiling
Tyrant of Words
121
Joined 25th Jan 2011 Forum Posts: 2641
congratulations PR on a breataking poem that won
love Crim
love Crim
PoetsRevenge
Forum Posts: 736
Dangerous Mind
28
Joined 30th June 2016Forum Posts: 736
Thank you, Koshka for the nomination and for sharing your brave writings, and thank you to everyone who has nominated, commented on, and voted for my poems, the support has been a great encouragement to continue branching out in becoming an interactive poet, I look forward to reading and writing more great cutting edge poetry on DUP...