Contest Entry Poems - Poems about Contest Entry

Listening to what the world is telling, what the bird chirps mean, and where the truth lies in the words of others Inspecting my thoughts and my actions through the day, did I succeed or did I fall short. I will only know when the sun sets Freedom. I am my own person,...

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Psalm 23: Modern Version Contest 1] The Lord is my Teacher; I yearn to know. 2] He taketh me to read in libraries serene: He leadeth me to instruction and knowledge. 3] He restores my faith: He takes me from blind valleys to mountains of sight, to find wisdom. 4] As I walk through the darkness of...

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lovely long hair flips sexy walk with switching hips bright red painted lips emerald round eyes accepting drinks at the bar like a star call girl...

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The Goblin takes his place TQ at the start of the race Five more goody two shoes line up through sixth place Pumpkin bombs locked at the ready To turn these five fools into confetti The tone in five, four, three, two, one, Gang green trees it at the start gun A red rocket behind him named Spidey puts four to...

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Optimism entwined in this missive Letting hope flow through nature’s ceiling Splayed up on the page by a maestro’s hands May entice readers’ emotions to reeling. Spirituality oozing into the words Gentling guiding the band’s helpful intent In a reverent manner with love This poem is truly heaven sent Written 4-23-2020 Poetry Contest: Poetry Anthology Sponsor: Krish Radhakrishna...

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WARNING: THE CONTENTS OF THS POEM MAY BE DANGEROUS TO YOUR PHYSICAL AND MENTAL WELL-BEING (Photo of the Two Lovers is available on contest site), As any physical therapist worth his salt will tell you These two wannabee lovers are inviting big, big trouble!* ...

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It is said ? And you may know or have experienced this very conundrum first hand Some people are very difficult when it comes to buying presents for Like Bobby who celebrated his come early May So 1 day when looking in a Gift shop window The giver wondered what it would be like ? Stuck in A Christmas Globe Looking from the...

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All winter they slept, the fingers of their roots entwined, friend clutching friend. All winter they slumbered, sustained by the last of summers' bright syrup. No wonder, then, with the melting of the snow their dreams overflow and burst the banks; No wonder, then, the tightly wound colors of their dreams slip through cracks of bark, and slowly begin to open like yawning springs...

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Written and typed on 3/31/2018 at 11:11 p.m. Title: YOU ARE AMAZING Do you yearn to help a child find her own potential? Ready for your dialogue to completely wow them? What is your most fascinating new idea? What steps have you taken to make it real? What can I do to help you make this happen? Please put me to work;...

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The light will still fade, if I take you in my arms, but your eyes will be closed, safe in our secret light. The wind will still quarrel with the trees, but your ear will be near my chest, as the wish to be here with you, always, repeats, as if it will do any good, but right here,...

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Hydrants open; the waters gush and flood the burning road. The children cheer and run in suits, to feel the flowing cold. While mom and pop stand side by side, the neighbors prom- enade, and Mary Jack and Adam splash, as Becky cools her feet. The Conners dash with flapping towels, into the flooded lane. DeMarco tries his best to swim, but...

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Sir Ian McKellen's a blast. He once graced a day of my past: warm crumpets in bed, my cheeks turning red, til Patrick appeared with a gasp! 9-14-2017...

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Harlow's Pit The pit succeeded. Harlow's toy infected all with doubt. Alone, the young macaques despaired in bins with no way out. The pit was steel, with sloping walls some food, a grate, and spout. No mother's love while growing up just fear with no way out. The pit was made to last. For years the world began to shout, but Harlow grinned and left...

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Covered bridge contest hosted by craig cornish Father's grave was across the covered bridge. The river was cold, white, rushing. It roared on the broken stones, as the mare stepped onto the planks pulling her dark carriage on its black wheels. Her iron shoes fell, dancing. Shade covered the wreath of lillies. Unable to hold on to the thick petals, their strong fragrance/ slipped...

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Catie Lindsey poetry contest: Let it Be Cross Stitch Years do not heal words stitched into the mind with a needle, a sharp needle making its point over and over, 'til every heartstring is used up. What now? What can we say to each other? Just, let it be. August 23, 2017...

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