Poetry competition CLOSED 1st April 2012 11:47pm
WINNER
diddi (Paul Summerscales)
diddi (Paul Summerscales)
RUNNERS-UP:
Kou_Indigo
and Pravus
Free spirit
Anonymous
<< post removed >>
Above The Poplars
I want to walk across
the tops of poplar trees
above the copse
of people on their knees
as they look in shock
at the higher me ,
I don't want to drop
back to where I plead
it isn't how I bleed ,
I don't like to concede ,
passion runs , it doesn't walk
through every part of me ,
I have certain needs
in my sight
so I can see
but every time
I throw my line
they get out of my
thrown reach .
Many complications
and bad communications
a lack of belief
and quick set condemnations
missread dictations ,
unheard orations
my blood gets bled , I'm nearly dead
before the celebrations .
So I need to be
above those waving trees
I swear some day
I will , and you'll see .
I'll get up there , with no use
for accused , hot air ,
my keys will leave
their typed nightmare
and sail in the seas
of unanswered questionaires
reply with ease
and put the damage in repair ,
my words will talk
on every board in coloured chalk ,
run around in the minds
of those who cannot walk
and maybe then
I think the ink in my pen
will turns the if's and but's
into a definite when .
And that , you see
is all , I need
so don't worry about the food
and all who feeds ,
no ride is free
or full of ease
and I don't need
you at all ,
to ever carry me .
I want to walk across
the tops of poplar trees
above the copse
of people on their knees
as they look in shock
at the higher me ,
I don't want to drop
back to where I plead
it isn't how I bleed ,
I don't like to concede ,
passion runs , it doesn't walk
through every part of me ,
I have certain needs
in my sight
so I can see
but every time
I throw my line
they get out of my
thrown reach .
Many complications
and bad communications
a lack of belief
and quick set condemnations
missread dictations ,
unheard orations
my blood gets bled , I'm nearly dead
before the celebrations .
So I need to be
above those waving trees
I swear some day
I will , and you'll see .
I'll get up there , with no use
for accused , hot air ,
my keys will leave
their typed nightmare
and sail in the seas
of unanswered questionaires
reply with ease
and put the damage in repair ,
my words will talk
on every board in coloured chalk ,
run around in the minds
of those who cannot walk
and maybe then
I think the ink in my pen
will turns the if's and but's
into a definite when .
And that , you see
is all , I need
so don't worry about the food
and all who feeds ,
no ride is free
or full of ease
and I don't need
you at all ,
to ever carry me .
Distant stars stared through suns to witness my birth/As the Free spirit lost immortalness on Earth. . .The free spirit walkd on a surface filled with servants/where the intellectual r prisoned then the spirit is prismd. . .into bio-chemical visions. . .LISTEN!!! I can here the Free spirit whispering the Golden Silence. . .still breathng after torture still breathng after internal violence/Seeking 4 guidance from da enemiez. . .morphing negative energiez in all his bodies. . .through psychological chemestry He mensions Thee Living Semetry to be the Savior of his Spirit. . .or The highest frequenciez of Infinite Thoughts lyrics. .Fly Free spirit let the soul guide you as you roam consciousness with no worries behind you. . .Exit through Death to other dimension where you wil mension what you learned on the 3rd dimension. . .Free spirit traped in the womb of Duality. . Find your ways through polarity
.:Day to Day:.
http://artboom.info/wp-content/uploads/2011/06/Rosie-Hardy-Photography-6.jpg
We gonna take off another pissed moan day
Put 'em back-on-their back-on dues day
Wanna birth? Gotta do-a New Kid’s day
Gonna keep it all dry that thirst day
Do a fun-‘er-real on that cry day
Run-it real what we steal for a fatter day
Miss her wedding; hold-it-off ‘til someday
Guess-her-gone-day.. was "that" best day
Two-sorrows gone farther swept the year away
Never-ever change things…now does they?
Lifetime of soured wine thinking Lady Day
Spooked the past; didn’t last saying ok
Future bright; said goodnight just to getaway
Role played, then the lust; then the fade away
Country-mile made ‘em smile…did it our way
Making sense? Your expense was the price to pay
…
photo: rosie.hardy©
http://artboom.info/wp-content/uploads/2011/06/Rosie-Hardy-Photography-6.jpg
We gonna take off another pissed moan day
Put 'em back-on-their back-on dues day
Wanna birth? Gotta do-a New Kid’s day
Gonna keep it all dry that thirst day
Do a fun-‘er-real on that cry day
Run-it real what we steal for a fatter day
Miss her wedding; hold-it-off ‘til someday
Guess-her-gone-day.. was "that" best day
Two-sorrows gone farther swept the year away
Never-ever change things…now does they?
Lifetime of soured wine thinking Lady Day
Spooked the past; didn’t last saying ok
Future bright; said goodnight just to getaway
Role played, then the lust; then the fade away
Country-mile made ‘em smile…did it our way
Making sense? Your expense was the price to pay
…
photo: rosie.hardy©
On grasshoppers and ants
They told him he was lazy,
that he'd never amount to anything.
He replied, I amount to happy
and damned if I ain't rich in it.
But you never push for better (said They)
and you accomplish nothing at all!
He responded, I accomplish relaxed
and that's the highest art to master.
I give up! said an exasperated They,
I'm not worrying over what I can't change.
And he said,
Now you're getting it.
They asked him, Where will you be
in twenty years? Still relaxing and happy?
Probably, he replied, and babydoll
it's beautiful.
They told him he was lazy,
that he'd never amount to anything.
He replied, I amount to happy
and damned if I ain't rich in it.
But you never push for better (said They)
and you accomplish nothing at all!
He responded, I accomplish relaxed
and that's the highest art to master.
I give up! said an exasperated They,
I'm not worrying over what I can't change.
And he said,
Now you're getting it.
They asked him, Where will you be
in twenty years? Still relaxing and happy?
Probably, he replied, and babydoll
it's beautiful.
Anonymous
<< post removed >>
Living in a Simple Fantasy
I recommend listening to this song as you read. It's called "Halving the Compass" by Helios:
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=XTKothYGiM4
let me stay in a dream
rent out a living space in a Sunday afternoon
permanently linger in meadows surrounded by misty trees
in purple and blue flowers
in thick, lush, kelly green grass
in blue skies touched by wispy clouds
in sand
in warm, sugar-fine, white sand
in sinking, wet sugar sand
as teal waves of cool water thick with salt
lap over my feet
in sunlight as it bakes in vitamin d
in the steamy, earl grey waters of a tea cup
in a cushioned chair on a porch
on a porch of a wooden cottage
in a small town that can fit into my hand
with flavors so concentrated
its impossible to taken in all at once
let me dream
let me linger
let me stay
I recommend listening to this song as you read. It's called "Halving the Compass" by Helios:
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=XTKothYGiM4
let me stay in a dream
rent out a living space in a Sunday afternoon
permanently linger in meadows surrounded by misty trees
in purple and blue flowers
in thick, lush, kelly green grass
in blue skies touched by wispy clouds
in sand
in warm, sugar-fine, white sand
in sinking, wet sugar sand
as teal waves of cool water thick with salt
lap over my feet
in sunlight as it bakes in vitamin d
in the steamy, earl grey waters of a tea cup
in a cushioned chair on a porch
on a porch of a wooden cottage
in a small town that can fit into my hand
with flavors so concentrated
its impossible to taken in all at once
let me dream
let me linger
let me stay
-Free Spirit-
i am the one no one understands
i am the one that has hobbies long ago forgotten
i am the one that hangs out with those younger than myself
i am the one
free of hatred
free of judgement
frre of bullying
free... free at last
no one understands what is in my heart
no one knows what to do in this lawless world
no one understands what it means to be pure
no one except me, myslef and I
in a world without rules, i am unknown
in a world without rules, i am no one
in a world without rules, no one tells me what to do
in a world without rules, i am free
I am merely a Free Spirit
Floating down the river of life
i am the one no one understands
i am the one that has hobbies long ago forgotten
i am the one that hangs out with those younger than myself
i am the one
free of hatred
free of judgement
frre of bullying
free... free at last
no one understands what is in my heart
no one knows what to do in this lawless world
no one understands what it means to be pure
no one except me, myslef and I
in a world without rules, i am unknown
in a world without rules, i am no one
in a world without rules, no one tells me what to do
in a world without rules, i am free
I am merely a Free Spirit
Floating down the river of life
- Love, Reinvented -
If I were given the fair mantle of goddess of love,
By all the divines who reign from heavens above…
I would make of love a finer thing, more glorious,
So that it would make lovers sing out, uproarious!
Imagine if lovers could merge their very spirits too.
And know ecstasies that much greater, more true,
Than any humankind has imagined in poetic verse.
Imagine love undying, never fading for the worse…
But growing more magical, with each kiss shared,
Lending the heart strength so it cannot be scared!
And that is but the beginning of my blessings kind,
I would make love truly free for every soul to find.
No soul to be lonely, but every heart fully paired…
Knowing love eternal, with not a pleasure spared!
The angels would rejoice at my creation so lovely,
And all humanity would be granted angelic beauty.
Death would be undone, so love could so endure,
Without age to take from us, those we love sure…
No longer, would passion be solely to create life.
I would make of it an art, and with it end all strife!
No need for jealousy if love is the birthright of all,
And no need for guilt when lust leads none to fall.
I would make lust a virtue, with love as its’ guide,
With not a wickedness to taint it or within it abide.
We would all be as gods then, each in a paradise,
With no boundaries or barriers, nor society’s lies!
If two hearts be in love, even if the same gender…
I would bless their union, and make it the grander.
We need not the limits that are imposed so cruel…
By those who invent “morals” they use like a fool!
Let love be our law, and let life take its’ courses…
Leaving us to live life fully, marveling at its’ forces.
If I could reinvent love I would do all this so well,
That love would redeem even the damned in Hell.
This is the blessing I would bestow upon creation,
If I were a powerful goddess, of love and elation!
If I were given the fair mantle of goddess of love,
By all the divines who reign from heavens above…
I would make of love a finer thing, more glorious,
So that it would make lovers sing out, uproarious!
Imagine if lovers could merge their very spirits too.
And know ecstasies that much greater, more true,
Than any humankind has imagined in poetic verse.
Imagine love undying, never fading for the worse…
But growing more magical, with each kiss shared,
Lending the heart strength so it cannot be scared!
And that is but the beginning of my blessings kind,
I would make love truly free for every soul to find.
No soul to be lonely, but every heart fully paired…
Knowing love eternal, with not a pleasure spared!
The angels would rejoice at my creation so lovely,
And all humanity would be granted angelic beauty.
Death would be undone, so love could so endure,
Without age to take from us, those we love sure…
No longer, would passion be solely to create life.
I would make of it an art, and with it end all strife!
No need for jealousy if love is the birthright of all,
And no need for guilt when lust leads none to fall.
I would make lust a virtue, with love as its’ guide,
With not a wickedness to taint it or within it abide.
We would all be as gods then, each in a paradise,
With no boundaries or barriers, nor society’s lies!
If two hearts be in love, even if the same gender…
I would bless their union, and make it the grander.
We need not the limits that are imposed so cruel…
By those who invent “morals” they use like a fool!
Let love be our law, and let life take its’ courses…
Leaving us to live life fully, marveling at its’ forces.
If I could reinvent love I would do all this so well,
That love would redeem even the damned in Hell.
This is the blessing I would bestow upon creation,
If I were a powerful goddess, of love and elation!
Anonymous
<< post removed >>
Anonymous
<< post removed >>
I have made good plans in my head
As I move outside I find people filled with hate
Everything I do is for their mouths to say
Then increase pain in my head.
My mama calls me good for nothing
My papa sees me as foolish and unworthy
My neighbors just hate all my struggling
Everyone sees me as a cursed creature dying.
After this hate I got to a casino
I see hot chics like girlfriends of bobby valentine
Before I can relax and get a cup of cappuccino
They laugh at my state and classify it as zero.
I meet many people different in color
Race, religion, nationality for that matter
Few dont care about me but others
Hate me discriminate me and call me a hazard.
I wish I could just live alone
Because all this people are so damn wrong
Why is life such a burden and a fro ad
This stress is too much my spirit is better off alone.
As I move outside I find people filled with hate
Everything I do is for their mouths to say
Then increase pain in my head.
My mama calls me good for nothing
My papa sees me as foolish and unworthy
My neighbors just hate all my struggling
Everyone sees me as a cursed creature dying.
After this hate I got to a casino
I see hot chics like girlfriends of bobby valentine
Before I can relax and get a cup of cappuccino
They laugh at my state and classify it as zero.
I meet many people different in color
Race, religion, nationality for that matter
Few dont care about me but others
Hate me discriminate me and call me a hazard.
I wish I could just live alone
Because all this people are so damn wrong
Why is life such a burden and a fro ad
This stress is too much my spirit is better off alone.
I want to feel affixed to the ground,
Not to float away amidst the storm,
The trudging waves, offer none a fear
But the stregth to learn,
And the means to swim.
I want ceilings of black and walls of white,
Brides in ivory,
And death to flies.
I want all to see, through high optimistic eyes
So the pessimists can cringe, whilst my shadow comes alive.
But!
Not as the price of free will
Not to float away amidst the storm,
The trudging waves, offer none a fear
But the stregth to learn,
And the means to swim.
I want ceilings of black and walls of white,
Brides in ivory,
And death to flies.
I want all to see, through high optimistic eyes
So the pessimists can cringe, whilst my shadow comes alive.
But!
Not as the price of free will