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Myth of Mother Earth

Is there really a mother of earth 
watching over us 
keeping things in line
I think there used to be 
but she got tired of getting spit on 
now she sits up on her cloud
high above and waits 
for us to tear each other apart
and seal our evil fates
she wonders why we disgrace her lands
like monkeys in a rage
she thinks we ought to be locked up
no need for lock and key trapped inside
to burn forever at an intolerable degree
never the less we shall live on 
reeking havoc upon this earth
she'll stay perched upon her cloud 
until the crushing blows we throw 
send her beloved planet into a rebirth

Myth, Mythos, & Mythical Characters Poetry Contest
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Askuwheteau

Askuwheteau meaning he keeps watch was a French speaking Indian who came 
from the Algonquin tribe head aching from braids he lay down his long hair and sit 
propped against a tree not far from the wigwams he lived in there he played his 
flute to soothe his tired mind watching for any signs of harm to his people he had a 
knack for spotting out shadows of other beings well before the figure came into 
focus but this particular night was calm and peaceful knowing this he played with an 
echo enticing the spirits to come and dance for this was a rare occasion where there 
need be no worry of attackers to pleage them his people not far hearing the joyous 
celebration skipped across the woods to join him song turned to feast and feast 
turned to stories being told around a new built fire feeling eased and secure no 
need for shelter they soon fell into a heavenly slumber

Contest : Tell His Story
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Winter Woes

The winter days drag and drag
the frown on my face increasingly sags
turning me into a haggard old hag
my husband continues to nag and nag
he's tired of living in ratted old rags
time is frozen and forever lags
this season is one big snag after snag
 
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Defeat the Suffering

Listen to your heart
listen to your soul
take another chance
not dig another hole

Not a countless Victim
Not the vultures Prey
open up your mind
take another way

You can always make it
take a stand and try
not just sit there thinking
it will make you cry

Take a leap of faith 
Run into His lands
God is always waiting 
to take you by the hand

Now is your time
clear all of your denial
be glad He's here for you
Grab a hold and smile

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Raven's Task

I look to the Heaven’s for our Father to come I am now living in a realm between 
Heaven and hell below my feet I hear the growling of the beast his minions hackling 
clawing at me at first I am wondering why the others sleep soundly in their coffins 
and I am but awake then the great spirit speaks you are to protect the land of the 
dead, In these coffins rest the souls of the Almighty The devil will send many to 
disturb their slumber Here is the weapon that you will use to fight them Use it well 
God has a special place for you Raven I smile and nod eager to fulfill His duty There 
is a greater peace within me now I am not afraid I clutch the gun tightly and make 
ready to aim days go by and I have yet to see a demon at first I assumed this task 
would somehow be easier when I was to see a demon pull the trigger and send him 
back to hell They must be toying with me Maybe they’re waiting to see how long it 
takes me To crack to give up and join them They can’t have me I am a servant of 
God I’m Better than this I sit down on a giant rock elevating me above the tombs 
Being here is weighing on my heart I have no one to talk to there’s no warmth to be 
felt I can’t even sleep for there is no need for it anymore what am I to do to keep 
my sanity when I am the only one living among the dead and I’m not even alive In 
the distance I start to see what looks like a formation of bats flying around madly 
and then a sudden chill crawls up my spine I stand up tall upon the edge of the 
jagged rock feeling as if something is about to happen 

Contest: Living Among the Dead pg1of 2 continued
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Nanette

Sandra was her name before they took her now they call her Lady Nanette when 
we were young we played in the dust yards together a special place dedicated to 
well the not so fortunate ones it was the only place we could go and not be beaten 
we did not belong anywhere else if we even try to step foot on the property of the 
rich and let me tell you that was practically everywhere you’d be lucky to make it 
home alive that night we were poor yes but we made the best we could out of our 
lives and we always had fun together she was my only true friend Sandra even 
though in rags had the most beautiful face and long black hair I always told her she 
was the only one I knew that could make the dirt come to life she would smile and 
say your momma must of poked you in the eyes when you were a baby but I must 
not of been the only one that thought she was something because one day when 
we were in the middle of our usual caroling a very well dressed man was passing by 
which wasn’t really that peculiar but then he stopped dead in his tracks and 
watched us for a good while he must of got a notion because no well tailored men 
would have ever walked upon the dust yards they’d be too worried a speck of dust 
would fall on their shoe without warning or word he grabbed hold of Sandra’s arm 
and dragged her away she was so brave she didn’t let out a single murmur I just 
stood there bewildered I wouldn’t dare say anything in fear it would get us both 
killed I heard word a few days later that they had her all made up in a dazzling 
black and purple gown that would float when the wind caught it her beautiful black 
hair pinned with little purple flowers and the left side of her face had been marked 
with cascading pink vines that hugged the corner of her eye the man that had taken 
her claimed her for his wife telling no one of her previous misfortunes and forbid her 
from speaking of them in turn she choose to completely silence her tongue never 
speaking a word to him or anyone again she hated the rich and now she had to live 
her life as one to this day my tears fall imagining what it would be like to walk in the 
shoes of Lady Nanette

contest: Tell Her Story 
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A Friend Who Cares

Who new when we met how well we would blend
a trusted companion I will always defend
with her there is no need to pretend 
if ever in trouble her hand she would lend
thank you dear God for sending this friend

contest: Golden Gratitude
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Come Help Come

How can you forget a crushing past full of horrors and dead ends
You can try and pretend the bones have realigned and began their mends 
You can hold your head up and brush aside the trails that lead to your heartache
Deep down inside you know yourself well and hate the feeling of being fake 
Somehow you carry on even though your not you just trying to live another day
Hoping somehow something will guide you to a bright and shinny new ray
Quite a few times you’ve convinced yourself you had crossed the sturdy bridge 
That you were no longer lingering beside the terrors of a narrow ridge
Focusing on other things fading out the bad controlling all thoughts that bind
Then another painful chill clutches hold returning to eat your mind
Go away evil demons I command in the name of our Lord above
Let help come and troubles fly to the serpents below creating only love
Come help to forgive the ones who gave me no where to turn in time of need 
Help me to forget all the wrongs of these individuals and their dishonored deeds 

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Sifting Sand

Sometimes it’s hard to remember their faces 
Sifts away like sand sifts through the fingers
Daddy I made it sleep well I forgive you 
Mom you could of found me or pretended to try
Sis I miss you but you cannot control me
Grandma I wish you could of used your heart just once
Living on without them no easy task to take 
Created a wall and had a massive army to defend it
Spent all my time portraying someone stronger
Forgetting who I was and becoming someone else
Took years to pull me from the rubble
Sometimes it’s hard to remember their faces
Sifts away like sand sifts through the fingers

A father departed
A mother unknown
A sister's Perfection
A Grandmother’s malevolence

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Listen To Your Mind

Hiding inside 
no room to hide
 not enough space to move inside

 Stay out there
stay fair 
 always beware

 You come in here thinking it will solve everything
if you just stay closed up you won't feel any pain

 Your wrong you'll die in here 
this place is made to operate you out there
 you stay in here it will lead to despair

 Go out there spread the news 
you are to be sharing and bearing win or lose.

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