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July- 2- 2026

Any New Poem Poetry Contest

Sponsor- Robert James Ligouri

Re- entered for Brian's 1485 Poetry Contest


 

Gross Deficit of Life

a storm is raging outside. sky, overcast with clouds trees shiver under wind’s might. everything around, presages an impending doom. the least pressure would suffice to let all the hell fire loose. sitting in my dim lit room, with all the windows shut, I glance over the balance sheet of my life~ time, like a nasty thief, has stolen all my dreams, the dream castles that I built have crumbled down as if made of sand. all sweet memories gone, shaking their mane, like horses galloping away. bitter memories- only bitter memories remain!
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Etgen-Baker Avatar
July 8, 2026 at 4:20 PM
appreciate the insights and imagery in your poem, well contructed and great contest contenders....sending you hugs, sara
Kendrick Avatar
July 4, 2026 at 4:49 AM
This one reads like a good contender to me for both contests. Way to go. Yes, sometimes in life we see that we need to either try to complete our dreams or start new ones provided it is not too late. Thank you for sharing this one with us. Sara K.
Buhagiar Avatar
July 2, 2026 at 7:19 AM
A sad poem but I am sure you have some lovely memories left.
Dietrich Avatar
July 2, 2026 at 2:54 AM
Wow. When I got to the part about horses shaking their mane and galloping away. What a great image for memories gone. Sad when only bitter ones remain
Poet Avatar
July 2, 2026 at 2:12 AM
Valsa, your poetry successfully depicts an existential crisis and sorrow. Your phrasing and imagery are consistently superb—potentially with a consistent structure.
Hind Avatar
July 1, 2026 at 10:56 PM
this may be your disappointment , but it's beautiful, loved the reference to horses, reminded me of the song "wild horses cannot drag me" or something like that - it might comfort you <3
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