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Contests Aug 17, 2024

Neopoet Weekly 08/18/24 to 08/24/24

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Date Due:  August 24th, at 12 Noon Eastern Time

Contest Guidelines:  40 lines or less and written in any form of poetry, and one poem per member.

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Venus Tree

By: Sen99

Standing here for decades
On one wooden leg
A native English species,
An old grey oak.
Its naked bark bleached,
Ashen white like alabaster.

A nameless uncarved block
Unyielding and proud,
Exposed to the elements.
Wind and weather beaten
An organic body of life
Its beauty gaunt and raw.

Striking to an admirer’s eye,
Picture perfect from a distance
A resilient stone sculpture,
Its arms cut down to stumps.

Like some replica of a classical statue
From some ancient age,
Nature’s beauty,
A timeless art.

 

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Contests Aug 10, 2024

Neopoet Weekly 08/11/24 to 08/17/24

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 Date Due:  August 17th, at 12 Noon Eastern Time

Contest Guidelines:  40 lines or less and written in any form of poetry, and one poem per member.

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Winning Poem

 

Count and Share your Blessings

By Tigger Kaz

The pace of life seems crazy,
In who it leaves behind.
Yet the greed of the wealthy,
Means too many do not mind.

A cavernous void, for the supposed lazy,
With few hands to lift them out.
When alright jacks have plenty,
Caring little for those with nought.

Empathy lacking, apethetic souls,
Blinded by selfish greed,
Have lost the ability,
To share with those in need

Narratives of competition,
Knocked their kindness away.
Changed their life's direction,
And led them all astray

Be not like these unkindly people,
Proffer a hand to help the poor.
For tomorrow is not yet come,
And you don't know what's in store.

Life changes on a hairpin,
your luck could turn around.
Fame and fortune today,
Tomorrow could run you aground.

Feel grateful for your blessings,
Leave jealousy at the door,
Share good fortune with each other,
And stop perpetually wanting more.

 

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Contests Aug 03, 2024

Neopoet Weekly 08/04/24 to 08/10/24

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Date Due:  August 10th , at 12 Noon Eastern Time

Contest Guidelines:  40 lines or less and written in any form of poetry, and one poem per member.

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Winning Poem

 

This Is Our Golden Hour, My Love

 by Kristen H.

Maybe in the next life
we'll be birds...
free as the breeze,
watching the golden hour
from our favorite tree,
snuggling close in the winter months
in our nest made from the bones
of this lifetime

 

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Contests Jul 31, 2024

Peace Versus War

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Write a poem about peace versus war

 

One poem per member.

Written in rhyme

40 lines or less

 

Date Due: August 31st   2024

 

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To Those Who Walked, Peace Versus War

 

I hope you have a quiet day,
a kissing breeze,
sweet hours at ease
planting flowers, if you please,
and nothing there to rip it all away.
I hope you have that day.

I pray you have a gentle night,
under stars so deep
they soothe and keep
your soft breath flowing as you sleep
beneath the crescent moon and her earthlight.
I pray you have that night.

And may your memories be amended
to blissful skies and green earth, so splendid
that they embrace you when you close your eyes.
May this be the rich life you come to realize.

To those who walked through the blood of yesternight,
I hope for you this day. I pray for you this night.

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kowque

kowque

1 year 7 months ago

Oh wow

This made me think of that tingling sensation you get when someone whispers in your ear...

:)

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ziggy

1 year 3 months ago

Hi

Well what a lovely picture you pen, it felt so relaxing reading this I particularly liked the opening lines the whole piece just flows together perfectly.

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Contests Jul 31, 2024

08/24 Too Good to be True

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Neopoet.com wants to challenge you to write poetry about this month's topic that is provided below.

Topic:  Too Good to be True

Deadline: August 31st   2024

Objective:  Write a poem about the topic above

Guidelines: The title is left to your creativity. 

                       Poems may be any type but must be forty lines or less. One poem per member

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Tawny023

1 year 7 months ago

Really enjoyed

I really enjoyed your succinctness in detail and the pacing of this poem.

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Contests Jul 31, 2024

08/24 I Lost The Instructions

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Neopoet.com wants to challenge you to write poetry about this month's topic that is provided below.

Topic:  I Lost the Instructions

Deadline: August 31st   2024

Objective:  Write a poem about the topic above

Guidelines: The title is left to your creativity. 

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Contests Jul 31, 2024

08/24 Broken Air Condition

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Neopoet.com wants to challenge you to write poetry about this month's topic that is provided below.

Topic:  Broken Air Condition

Deadline: August 31st   2024

Objective:  Write a poem about the topic above

Guidelines: The title is left to your creativity. 

                       Poems may be any type but must be forty lines or less. One poem per member

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Contests Jul 31, 2024

08/24 Beach Day

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Neopoet.com wants to challenge you to write poetry about this month's topic that is provided below.

Topic:  Beach Day

Deadline: August 31st   2024

Objective:  Write a poem about the topic above

Guidelines: The title is left to your creativity. 

                       Poems may be any type but must be forty lines or less. One poem per member

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Contests Jul 31, 2024

08/24 New Member Contest

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Objective: Write your best fresh poem

 

Guidelines: For New Members only that have been on Neopoet for two months.

Any type of poetry that is 40 lines or less.

One poem per member.

 

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Contests Jul 27, 2024

Neopoet Weekly 07/28/24 TO 08/03/24

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Date Due:  August 3rd, at 12 Noon Eastern Time

Contest Guidelines:  40 lines or less and written in any form of poetry, and one poem per member.

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Winning Poem

 

Moth to a Flame

By Sen99

She is like a naked flame starved of oxygen.
White hot but almost exhausted,
Weary like a candle at the end of its life.

I’m a blind, deranged moth
Excited to be flying towards her cold fire,
Eager to be engulfed by her,
Hypnotized and confused by one last flicker of light.

A moth has no mouth
Still, I wanted to lick her flame,
One last taste of her tongue,
A final kiss before extinction.

Just before I reached her, she blew out,
Extinguished by a winter wind
Her soot and ashes
Were just dead memories of a failed love.

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