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September 30, 2019
Three word acrostic contest
Sponsored by Bobby May
Sleep tight
Old man of dreams
Snug in your bed of fur
Big bare black bear is stalking You
Nightmare
You do not know about my nights
It is a different universe
Where life is being so much worse
There is no room for happiness
When eyes are closed the demons roam
They rule where I live uninvited
They make a nightmare of my home
My safe place horribly invaded
After I wake up, I'm not me
My back against a wall, and shaking
My eyes are blind but still I see
The torture. Fear so real and aching
How my life stopped and then began
In every painful little detail
How I was born after I ran
This world, so new, I am so frail
I am not strong, see me here crying
After this nightmare again, again
Give me your arms, I just want lying
In safety with you, without pain
***
Copyright © Darren White
April 26, 2017
As daylight ebbs comfy folds of colorful quilts wrap around the land
sending it into blissful slumber.
Sunset nods listlessly its orange glow stretch and yawn before receding to
distant shores.
Mountains shrink to grotesque shapes as a playful moon skips high into the sky
teasing shapes on the earth below.
Night creatures rejoice setting up a cacophony of sounds
that urge us into a place of peaceful Neverlands.
Tree shadows stark against the darkness weave a drunken path in eerie
silence to the sound of their own befuddled music
while the moon flings these unwelcome guests against houses and
skyscrapers on high.
Old buildings creak with weariness brittle joints bowing under the weight of
daily toil
Airplanes drone weary to the bones eager for rest on the runway 's breast.
Neon lights flit and swirl a disco rythm throbbing heartbeats in the night
while light bulbs doze under dusty shades.
Later yet the snore of man strikes the final gong long before the wake-up tap
of the rising sun.
Soft skin caught in the nights lust
No regrets no shame just trust
Found by each other's time
When the dark night comes to shine
Great triumph no remorse
Discovered by a greater course
To establish a deeper connection
To where ,like, is simply an affection
To the greater being not obtained
We can not see to stop the pain
The want the need to try and see
If you are the one for me
Hold so tight don't let go
In aspiration that we can grow
By faith love and Gods will
There's no end that we can't last till
So rare and so hard to find
Bitten by the fear of being blind
But finding peace In knowing what is true
That seeing all this time it has always been you
Hold tight you said, as I was spread across your handlebars
Don’t go so fast I screamed, my smile was fixed just like a mask
Increasing speed I feared this ride could be my very last
Then swiftly we began to rise up in the skies amongst the stars
Whilst riding past the fullest moon upon his bike we saw ET
Come home he called, just follow me, a chance to meet my family
Hold tight you said, as I was spread across your handlebars
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Written 16th October 2019
Contest Name: Make it Seven
Sponsor: Joseph May
Contest Strand Pick E
Sponsor Brian Strand
N/A
I rose from my sleep
As I look out my window
I see a new day
I hold tight to life
A day's breath is heavier
Each has it's season
Spring mornings are fresh
It's nature's nativity
Full of promises
The summers are bright
Long sunny days and warm nights
Full of life's passion
Fall is one of color
A storm of artistry
Full of achievements
Winters are lonely
Life with a blanket of snow
Full of Forgiveness
Edward J Ebbs - 04/08/2012
High and Tight – for contest
His soldier stood up – ramrod stiff
when he caught the first sensuous whiff
piqued his passion to plunder
scented cheese from down under
sweet downstairs aroma of Quiffe.
4/256/2015
submitted to – LIMERICK CONTEST
sponsor – Jan Allison
Oh! She said she'd never done this before,
then she went at him like a barroom whore!
A virgin, she was not,
but so soon he forgot.
Turns out, experience pleases him more!
You tightly-jeaned fellas
outlining your phallus
leave me amazed and a-ponder
I'm amused but bemused:
are there girls who have use
for what resembles a wee anaconda?
Do they worship your shrine
or it’s all in your mind
fed with waccies instead of good food?
It's decidedly viable
to have one more pliable
than the texture of old antique wood
Cold water well spiced
with big blocks of ice
may bring tears to your 'dmiring eyes
but your nuts in a wink
will shiver and shrink
from grotesque to a palatable size
FOR NETTE'S "IT'S IN THE JEANS" CONTEST
DELYSIA
Sleep Tight
all his heroes wore costumes at night
wrapped around all their muscles so tight
his chances grew slim
at an outcome so grim
when his costume exposed – cellulite
John G. Lawless
5/21/2015
Tight taut but one verb
and ample e.e. cummings....
steal a foreign form.
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No more burgers and fries..
I will not waver.
No bread with gobs of butter..
I will not w...a
ver.
Pie, a thing of the past..
I will not wa..
v.. r.
e.........
Mashed potatoes and gravy..gone.
I will not W
A
V
E
R.
Make that a double vanilla on a sugar cone…sigh.
Step right up
come down below
welcome
to the side show
See rodeo clowns
spiral down
tendrils
twine around
Hobo
give us thrills
break our hearts
Star attraction there’s
no sadder show revealed
Sure...
to tear you apart