Best Contest Write Poems
When dawn's blush of light eclipses the moon
And afternoons find meadows sprinkled with dew
When I view willows smiling instead of weeping
And the keeping of promises is no longer a prize
When artist's eyes see only hues of sepia and gray
And the Milky Way abandons its billions of stars
That is when I will say, "I no longer love you"
And my heart will perish in saddest adieu
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When my pen is lost, and my ink well runs dry
And the sky fills with clouds of yellow daffodils
When chills from the sun freezes over the seas
And bees create pollen and flowers make honey
When agony and love have been clearly defined
And my mind does not hold you in each thought
That is when my heart will no longer love you
And life will have no meaning in a world askew
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When songbirds stop singing in harmonic trills
And heathered hills have lost their sweet scent
When fermented grapes become a bitter wine
And the shine in my eyes dulls when I see you
When a view of sunset does not leave me awed
And God turns his face from a repentant sinner
That is when I will say I don't love you any more
And oceans waves of blue will no longer rush ashore
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2022 Poetry Marathon Mile 25 Contest
Sponsored by Mark Toney
July 25, 2017 ~ Romantic Contest Write
Sponsored by John Hamilton
You were eyes for the man I was - blind
And always without strain you were kind
Love from the heart with no edit of mind
What a day it was I met you - what a find
In awe of your aura - to mesh I was inclined
Our souls with ease from day one intertwined
Faith insisted on our meeting, solid, underlined
There were no keys on backs one had to wind
To say that I am thankful would be misdefined
A new word I would create for us for all mankind
For our story must be familiar one predefined
From up above written in stone and preassigned
I am writing this in monorhyme perfectly designed
Like our friendship it is one, neat and consigned
For you now - delivered, dated and proudly signed
01~11~2015
With Love Armand
Sponsor: Judy Konos
Contest: Write A Poem
Today is great, and the sun is shining within,
The storms have said adieu to my joyless soul.
My sad, heavy heart instantly starts to grin,
Today is great, and the sun is shining within.
As somber clouds left, I felt like I could win,
Seeking happiness is now the ultimate goal.
Today is great, and the sun is shining within,
The storms have said adieu to my joyless soul.
My sad, heavy heart instantly starts to grin,
Today is great, and the sun is shining within.
As somber clouds left , I felt like I could win,
The storms have said adieu to my joyless soul,
Seeking happiness is now the ultimate goal,
Taking all that melancholy days have stole.
0/6/05/2021
Contest: WRITE A "TRIONET" FOR ME
Sponsor: L. Milton Hankins
POEM OF THE DAY
Jan Allison
There is a great gal on our ‘Soup’
Renowned in our poetry group
She’s ready to show
How our poems glow
With comments that give us the scoop.
Sincere as she gives us her view
Of writes we submit, old or new
No sooner we post
She’s there like our host
With greetings to look forward to.
Her poetry’s lovely to read
No matter what subject indeed
Some words leave us sad
Some words make us glad
And some provide lessons to heed.
So friendly to all on our site
We love her with all of our might
Although she has woes
Her care she bestows
On others to help with their plight.
© Sandra M. Haight 2015
All Rights Reserved
~1st Place~
Contest: Write a Poem
Sponsor: Judy Konos
Judged: 02/11/2015
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Gasping
rasping
clasping
grasping
condemned man's last gasping, rasping breath,
hands on the noose clasping, grasping- death
(* Tyburn was the site of public hangings in London from the 12th century,
executing everyone from Highwaymen to Clergymen, at what is now Marble Arch)
For contest 'write me a Tyburn', sponsor Kim Rodrigues
24th january 2018
A tyburn is a six line poem consisting of 2,2,2,2,9,9 syllables.
The first four lines rhyme and are all descriptive words.
The last two lines rhyme and incorporate the
1st, 2nd, 3rd, and 4th lines as the 5th to 8th syllables.
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winsome
awesome
fearsome
loathsome
man of her dreams – winsome, awesome treat
till hurt, betrayed – fearsome, loathsome cheat.
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Contest: Write Me a Tyburn
Sponsor: Kim Rodrigues
Placed 1st
My bed is a vintage and very old
I adore the swirled black metal
nice to behold
so delicate each created petal
I inherited it from grandma long ago
and can never let it go
The mattress is not to everyone's taste
perhaps a bit lumpy and soft
with pillows placed
a perfect bed in my open space loft
oh, each night I lay caressed by my vintage bed
under a down bedspread
The bed is close to a window dormer
it looks really beautiful there
nothing warmer
in the sunshine the best bed anywhere
so cozy to just lay and soak up the morn' sun
before day has begun
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February 28, 2023
Poetry/Ode/Ode to my Bed
Copyright Protected, ID 02-1528-594-28
All Rights Reserved, 2023, Constance La France
Written for the Standard contest, Write An Ode
sponsor, Jeff Kyser. Judged 03/08/2023
Second Place
I write of sad things in my life for you,
And win sometimes first place and this is true;
Some hate my weeping words,
That I write like a song bird;
So I give me, a compliment or two.
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June 20, 2015
Limerick
Inspiration Quote:
"When you cannot get a compliment in any other way, pay yourself one."
Mark Twain
For the contest, Write with the Wit of Twain
Sponsor, Andrea Dietrich
Seventh Place
Raven Shadows
Ravens fly in an ebony pool out of the mouth of evil
Someone please suture the mouth from which they come
Then let the beasts fly away into obscurity
The masquerade of Shadows moves on
In their aloof manner coaxing you to follow
Behind you walk in cousin shadows towards death
Darkness tends to hypnotize all that want to believe
Flashing you a veneer smile, darkness with fake teeth
All the darkness, ravens, and shadows share like eyes
Those of a glowing opaque evanescence
Still you are just too weak to show your resistance
Into the mountain runs a crimson creek
The gateway into which you are being led
All these evil spirits that you now call friends
Are going to claim victory the very moment you die...
05/31/17
For Contest: Write Me Something Deep and Dark (Free Verse)
WON 1st PLACE IN CONTEST RESULTS
To watch snow tumble from the sky
on streets that clamor with unrest,
the eyes behold the mystery,
of nature at its very best.
I lift my eyes in evening air
to watch snow tumble from the sky
and marvel over nature, rare,
that hides each flaw to glorify.
As grumbling shoppers pass me by,
and traffic rumbles in a state,
to watch snow tumble from the sky
No time to awe, or slow the gait.
They cannot see beyond the cold,
or witness magic for the eye
But, I must stop, my breath's on hold
to watch snow tumble from the sky
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1/25/16 For Andrea's Contest "Write Me A Quatern"
It’s another sordid workplace affair
Organized by the dashing and flamboyant Pierre
There should be a warning to beware
Bad week to start any diet – o what despair
Millions of calories everywhere
On one side a mountain of chocolate éclair
On the other a huge tray of Camembert
It was hard enough to squeeze my derriere
Half-way out of this big cozy armchair
Till I managed to park myself elsewhere
Next to the cheese tray I do declare
There’s more than enough to share
I volunteered to sample so let them stare
Trying to look casually debonair
As my butt widens with each bite I’m aware
No one ever said life is fair
AP: 1st place 2025, 2nd place 2025, Honorable Mention 2020, Honorable Mention 2021
Submitted on November 19, 2018 for contest WRITE A POEM ABOUT CHEESE sponsored by BARRY STEBBINGS - RANKED 8TH
mom's frail fingers wiping teardrops from father's smiling face....
**It was my father's death anniversary....
© 2011 kashinath karmakar (8th September 2011)
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Placement:2nd;(September 2011)
Contest:Write it in one
Line,Please
Sponsor:Constance La France
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Placement: 1st;(September 2011)
Contest:Verse any Theme/Form maxm.8 lines.
Sponsor:Brian Strand
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WHEN I FALL IN LOVE
NAT KING COLE
When I fall in love it will be forever
Or I'll never fall in love
In a restless world like this is
Love is ended before it's begun
And too many moonlight kisses
Seem to cool in the warmth of the sun
When I give my heart it will be completely
Or I'll never give my heart
And the moment I can feel that you feel that way too
Is when I fall in love with you.
And the moment I can feel that you feel that way too
Is when I fall in love with you
WHEN WE FELL OUT OF LOVE
Tears fall from my eyes; you said we were over
Now you’re walking out on me
Never dreamed you didn’t love me
You were always right there by my side
But you had a secret lover
You’re a rat it cannot be denied
I can’t sleep at night for my heart is aching
Now you’ve chosen her not me
I am hurting oh so bad I don’t know what to do
Why did I fall in love with you?
I am hurting oh so bad I don’t know what to do
Why did I fall in love with you?
Contest - Write me a lyric
Sponsored by John Hamilton
09~25~16
Life from a cocoon
This butterfly emerges
A fragile beauty
With a pair of graceful wings
Yet her flight conceals a bruise
Edward J. Ebbs - January 31, 2015
Written for a Contest, Write a Poem
REFRAINS OF WINTER SONATA
When fallen brown leaves brush a sepia picturesque
and the bubbly breeze blows a heated winter sonata,
the giant roses of clouds are teased, they shed
icy petals tumbling, drifting like little ballerinas
dropping to rest on branches of trees, grasses, houses
and down to window ledges clustering in lily-white hues.
Frosty mornings and nights lure the need for warmth
from brewed coffee, a kiss or just a minute of touch...
Absorbing the air, alone, I wander to the cover-walks,
I see children tramping and playing on hills of frost,
some couples carelessly sliding, they laugh out loud,
yet afar, some robins, deer and beggars frown in despair
as they are homeless. No fire nor a person to cuddle with.
No adequate food to eat nor a flowing water to drink too...
Cold. Wet. All white, frozen snow-tears are in their eyes
and so I am one afternoon, a year and six months ago.
The winter atmosphere can stir love passions within
but how can it all be when the only woman, I love.
I wanted to marry and ready to give my all: refused me?
She, slowly walking away, leaving me crying-- a snow.
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~~SPONSOR: Broken Wings
CONTEST: Write ME A Winter Poem~~
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8:16 pm, November 14, 2015