Final Fanfare: Poetry Only; WINNERS POSTED!

[Lovers Never Tell]

Alright, so I'm finally working on my entry. It's a miracle. I've found a day off!!

[bohemian_lover_boy]

I think I am going to rank the entries as I critique them and there will definitely be quite a percentage in the "Shame" category. twisted


That being said, you probably won't see me until Sunday night at the earliest, but I expect to find lots of entries that belong in the upper ranks when I return. 3nodding

[The Insane Azrael]

Currently Questing gifts. Random gifts are loved no matter how small....And Fallen Wish X3


Sounds like a plan O' Captain.
wink

This will be interesting....

[calviness]

bohemian_lover_boy

Most of the people I know/knew here who gave a crap have either left or seriously reduced the amount of time they spend here.

ninja

Also, I was totally going to offer to keep your thread going in honor of your awesomeness. And then I realized that since I manage to log in about once a month, that would be silly.

Also, if you had a poetry forum, I would totally join. You could always start a closed facebook group. But what do I know, I'm as poetically active as a salted snail.

Also, even though it's against my rules to post an entry this far in advance of the deadline - I am descending back into my usual 80 hour weeks at work. So, this will have to do. Don't hate me for using your name. Or for turning it into some sick faux victorian story.


Don’t Forget Your Bohemian Lover Boy

Before you doused your childhood under
a patina of turpentine and fornication,
I was there -

escaping my asbestos-flavored existential crisis,
to snarf jelly peasant pies
behind your aunt’s pursed persimmon
while you snickered, and forgot
to watch for her salabrating fingers
and the scar tracks I’d later hang my nostalgia on.

She didn’t like my [im]pertussis
and I didn’t like her anandrous equilibrium,
or the downcast angle she drew your eyes;
as if she could [di]still your budding pulsar
within a lucite pane.

Then again, in the corners of my absence
you masked your edges
and sealed the cellar door,
so who am I
to predict your hurried oscillations,
or this new disingenuous smile?

Just remember, love,
alabaster masonry won’t hold a shine for long
and when the monochrome glaze breaks
your baroque[n] gutters
will be the first to rub bare.

and because I'm pandering slime: Challenge words used: equilibrium, alabaster, turpentine, fornicate, baroque, monochromatic, patina, existential, snarf, jelly peasant pie, pulsar, glazed, asbestos, lucite. There were some more, but they turned into other things when I thought that I probably ought to make the poem make vague sense. Man, I will MISS you BLB.

edited... sorta. there are a lot of rough spots that I will keep hacking at...

[Sally Holler]

I like the idea of a Hall of Shame.
May as well give 'em what they deserve, after all...

[Masten December]

i must now work diligently to keep myself out of that hall of shame. o3o

[The Insane Azrael]

Currently Questing gifts. Random gifts are loved no matter how small....And Fallen Wish X3


You can do it Masten. ^__-

[voxexlux]

shame shame shame!!!

[Weeping Maiden]

Letter to Me

As I was coming home from work today,
I came across a woman who was old and gray
and in her arms what did I see?
A letter addressed From Me To Me
Curious, I asked what the letter said
The woman she sighed and shook her head
At first I doubted she would say a word
but soon she started in a voice I barely heard

"It's to a young woman I once knew.
A woman who was beautiful and whose love was true.
She had a lot to live for but threw it away
and that is something she regrets to this day"

And with a sigh the woman finished her piece
she turned away and looked as if her worries would cease
when that letter she wrote was mailed away

And on my mind this scene will stay
For I could not help but wonder if I'd be the same
Was my life really as great as I would like to claim
or was it something a little less?
If I wrote a letter to me what would I confess?

Would I write the words I was afraid to say?
The words I've been wanting to say since that day?
The day you told me you were leaving for good
and it was in our best interest that you should
Would I break down and say the words that have long stood true?
Would I finally admit that I love you?
Or will I wallow and wait
to accept my fate
Because the truth was too hard to bear?

Denial is a beautiful thing
It keeps one both strong and sane
And no matter what I do
My scars will remain
You know you weren't there
The times when I needed you the most
The times when all I wanted was to hold you close

I know things have changed and so have you
But it's still hard to forgive after all I've been through
I loved you but you let me down
And in my sorrow I felt I would drown
You said you were sorry, you were filled with regret
But no matter what I could never forget
All those times you left me standing by
Those times I wished I could just die
If you didn't want me then what could I do?
I was nothing without you
You were my life, my future
but soon that changed too

But, if I wrote a letter to myself, what would I write?
That I had a future so happy and bright?
That I threw it away and now it's too late
or that I changed things around and set them straight?

I guess only time will tell, but one thing I do know
Is that no matter how far in life I will go
I will remember that woman, old and gray
And remember the words she said that day
The very words that I needed to hear
To bring you back home where I'll hold you dear


Forever and ever in my arms once again
And together, a letter to me we'll send



The poem is still a work in progress, but I am quite happy with it's current layout. Some people criticize me for stopping the rhyming and then picking it up again, but in my own opinion I think it needed a break in rhyming. If not the poem would not be as...powerful so to say :]

[kiratrocity]

Hello! I love the freedom of this contest ... thanks for having it. Here's my submission.

VI

grinding clouds are hailing bullets on
each yellow blade of grass
and she sits in wet rings p
----------------------------o
------------------o
------------l
-------i
-----n
---------g
--------------revenge schemes

round he
r feet.

leaves with heart
-----------beats
[hair too damp to go to sleep]
they ride the storm, dock
'tween her toes and

eating moths
'cause if she's gonna swallow dust
might as well get some protein;
she likes the way they don't scream
through her gnashing gnawing white teeth

and she's eating sand for the grain;
it's god for her glass jar body
uncorked head only
when it's hailing bullets
she gets so heavy
gets too ground
down
for bed.

[bellabear21]

I look down to see my reflection,
Oh how i forgot to mention,
What I hide deep down inside,
My mind blows as I look at my ugly red hair,
The words "Ginger Ginger", pass through my head,
I look at my pale white skin,
And my angle kisses,
My Mom would say,
She called me beautiful, as she looked in my eyes,
Oh how I miss those moments,
When I was there..
But now I am way up high,
Higher than the sky,
In a place where only I exist,
It's just me and my ginger self,
All alone way way up in the sky..
Where the angles who gave me my kisses took me..
~~~~H E A V E N~~~~

[The Insane Azrael]

Currently Questing friend adds and better fish for my tank X3


Well, I glad people are submitting at least.

[Masten December]

The Lad Insane

that is a polite and well-chosen way of putting it. rofl

[The Insane Azrael]

Currently Questing friend adds and better fish for my tank X3


XD I aim to encourage..... *well today anyway*
I'm not feeling so antisocial this evening.

Perhaps it's because we finally got a break from this heat, today.

[BigMouth12349]

"Too Late"

You look at me and smile
And you cheerfully say,
"Thank you so much for coming
To see me off today."

Although making you happy
Was once enough for me,
Now my poor heart is breaking
And I know you can't see.

You board the train and leave me
I'm all alone, it's true,
But still I stand where you left
And whisper, "I love you."