Best Contest.Creative Poems

Going out of his way, the obliging taxi driver drives to the top of the hill.
      A young man gets out, walks a short distance to a vantage point
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Creative Conformity, an oxymoron.
No other explanation for I cannot fathom this term in any other way
What has already been, cannot be construed as creative.
And conformity has been done
And done
And done
And done
And done.
Overdone, to the point of ridiculousness.
Nothing creative about it.
If you ask me.
But what do...

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There comes a time
We ask ourselves
The why of what we do

What is the use of writing poetry
Do I write to express myself or to be read
If I have to conform to someone’s rules
Am I writing for me or am I writing for them
Afterall do they...

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It’s an autumn night
You're beautiful in this light
Moonlight silhouette

Edward J. Ebbs - 09/22/2014


Written for a Contest, Creative Haiku...

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Acid in the rain
           Chances it won't heal again
              Leaves our earth in pain 



09.17.2014
Contest: Creative Haiku 
Charlotte Puddifoot...

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Through tinted glass, I see cars have lined up outside, like a java-thirsty snake who waits to strike at the employee working the drive-through window.
I take a last dreg of coffee, then vacate the table for another caffeine addict to indulge in some dark-roast creation,...

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The moment winter softens into spring and all is melting, the first flower is the
white snowdrop poking through the snow, quickly followed by johnny-jump ups.
They are so cute and delicate in my patch of garden, they just pop up everywhere.
Here and there are bright patches...

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We have never met across the oceans blue
I know that I am the one you write about
Your romantic words are sheer perfection  
I drink in every syllable
My heart  s    k          p...

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Dear Anna,

I
       Left you in order to save you from me.
Didn’t
       I warn you that I was poisonous? 
Want
        Doesn’t overpower your need for a better...

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Are You Skew-Whiff?

				Are you feeling rather skew-whiff?
Awkwardly placed and standing?
		upside-down
		back to front
		inside      out
		topsy - turvy
							Are your senses damp and unresponsive,
					Beckoning confusion and despair? 
	Does your heart pound even when there’s nothing exciting there?

   Forlorn, sorrowful, despondent, 
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