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#sundayrepost Expectations, culture, family graft onto our eyes A captivating child's toy, obscuring what's behind.
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#sundayrepost Expectations, culture, family graft onto our eyes A captivating child's toy, obscuring what's behind.
I had a dream, The dream again Of the girl about To be hit by a train. A beautiful girl With long blond hair; I'm never quite sure If she knows I'm there. I scream, I reach But ever too late.
#acrostic Sleeping giants start to stir, Poking flowered fingers high. Returning flocks of courting birds Invade the windy, warming skies.
Here we go, this shouldn't be too hard. What do these things all have in common. A nail, a pimple, a pint of Guinness.
#sundayrepost Selling crazy, fueling hate, stoking fires for the irate. Sowing discord, feeding fear, spouting what they want to hear. Build a market, build a base, draw divisions built on race.
Do not die with honor When you can live by deceit. Do not suffer honest loss When you can win as a cheat. Power is as power does And right defines itself.
#acrostic challenge. Sensations of comfort and pleasure. Under these tropical skies. No worries impinge on our leisure. Lounging with beers by our sides. Inspiring Caribbean music.
#prayerhands #projecthumanity A spark, A spark Within the dark An ember glowing on the hearth, Awaiting care, A breath of air, To fan a flame that all can hark.
#prayerhands "God Hates Fags!" reads the sign that I wave. Do you seem shocked. It's attention I crave. Picketing funerals where families mourn; At their deepest sorrow, I offer them scorn.
#beginninglinechallenge The door closed with a creak and shut behind me. My eyes slowly accustomed to the gloom. I held my breath until all around me The features emerged of the dusty room.
A cold, hard world waits outside, Unsympathetic to my fears. To strive and fail might hurt my pride. A stinging, scarlet trace appears.
#prayerhands You don't care if I care, Or if my aim is true. All that gets this deal done Is what's in it for you. I don't know what's in your heart, Nor do I care to see.
Would that my feeble poetry Had the power to set you free Then thou would soar with eagles. And if my words could hunger sate Then never would be bare your plate And thou would feast with regals.
#beginningline #nightdwellers As the snow melted, I wept in awe. We'd never seen so prodigious a thaw. Thinking the melting we witnessed was sad, We never imagined the truth was this bad.
#acrostic. #procrastination. Salisbury summer dawning. Turns to celebration peaking. Opportunities lay yawning. Newly lit with sunrise streaking. Every voice is raised to heaven.
#acrostic Garden of primordial mind Offers fruit from pregnant vines Overhung with rich potential Doors to either heaven or hell Animal survival instincts Naturally lead to how we think Driving...
#acrostic. Grinning like a fatted jackal. Opening a champagne bottle. Overdressed and celebrating. Deals that take years in making. Another merger is complete. Now some jobs are obsolete.
Sorry for the delay in announcing a winner here, but yesterday was very busy, so it took me a while to get to judging. All 8 eight entries were very good, and everyone should be proud.
Thank you Burrfoot, for selecting my piece. So without further ado, let's get on with the next one: GOOD AND EVIL Deadline Saturday, 6 pm Britain, 10 am Pacific time.
#bestofopuss Misty tendrils slowly curl, A dreaming dragon's flicking tongue, Out of hollows pearly shrouded, Against the walls over hilltops flung.
#acrostic , alternate take. Sealed. My lips will never speak Of burning love's relentless heat. Unfulfilled, reciprocated Longing, ever in vain, fated.
#acrostic Solitary. That's what I was. One of those drifting and spurned. Until I found out what a heart does, Lit by a passion returned.
#procrastination #acrostic Creation needs a leap of faith Hoping that the bets you make Allow some kind of root to take.
#beginningline write off Once upon a walkabout along a tree lined creek I chanced upon a platypus sunning on a rock.
I stand upon the edge of knowing, The possibilities vast and wide. Outside it still is softly snowing, Hillsides draped in gauzy white. Another year is fast receding Into winter's frozen time.
In every park, at every school, we hear, "My Daddy's smarter and stronger than yours!" Too many churches, too many sermons, Make the same claim, compounded by curse. "My way is right.
#firstlinechallenge #nightdwellers #procrastination The frosted grass cracked underfoot As winter took hold on the night. A lonely march of weathered boots Left shadowed tracks in the night.
#prayerhands It seems the most peculiar, odd coincidence (So much so I admit, I feel quite suspicious) That your loving god hates everything you fear And tells you so in voices that only you can...
To rest beside this brook, I find Will soothe and calm my swirling mind. The water chuckling as it falls And splashing light off granite walls.
We had a few very fine pieces entered.
Sorry for the slight delay in getting the new challenge started. Hope everyone had a good weekend.
This is the day that all of us hoped would never come, The day we plotted, schemed and planned so hard to avoid.
I am just a green man looking for a goddess. I am just a blue man trying to sing the whites. I am just a gray man working in the shadows. I am just a pink man exposed in the night.
Expectations, culture, family graft onto our eyes A captivating child's toy, obscuring what's behind.
The crimson trail disappeared into the night, Hallucinated tracer seared across my sight. The melancholy farewell of departing flight, The last echo of home from fading plasma light.
Benson. Fetch my walking shoes. The time has come to act. Elections are a travesty, I can't abide these facts.
"God is Love (and love ain't cheap)" Whisper bishops, pockets deep. "Maybe we can't prove this story, But it's cash that shows His glory." Love is God, so don't lose faith. You deserve a perfect...
So I've been told, we are what we eat, And you get the government you deserve. You're known by the company you keep. Buddhists say we become what we observe.
I'm black, I'm white. Your wrong, I'm right. I'm zero, I'm one. You're one And done. I want, You make. You give, I take. There's me, There's you, Sharing This zoo. Binary Man Grab all I can.
(For those who care, this is a continuation of Vengeance!, Shipwright's Labor, and Retribution, posted about 25 days ago.) Bone white: The water worn pebbles where our warship sleeps.
#revolt I the real bad B, There ain't no law for me. I take everything I see And destroy it. Don't you cry, little boy, Cause your life is my toy. I'm the horse in your Troy And you bought it.
#household Not so smug, are you anymore. You used to act so superior. Saying big words we couldn't understand. Bet you this isn't anything you had planned. Never could leave well enough alone.
#prayerhands #religion "... the way God intended. " You know what I intended. You can't even buy a tie Your wife is gonna like, But you know what I intended.
Ahh, what a fine and tasty set this was. A very good job by all. Third place, a tie between @MelchiorJ13 with Farewell September and @Latrodectus with Like Vintage Wine.
#prayerhands Really. I walk put of the room For 2000 years, and this Is what you do. You seriously thought I told you To be most concerned with Who is screwing who.
#emotion #grumpy What's wrong with you. I'm trying to nap. I don't even know why you came. You do that again, I'm going to snap. I've had it with your kind of game. No tug of war. No racing to...
#household As old as civilization, The keystone of community. Domestic fermentation, The lubricant of unity. As soon as barley first was raised, Two purposes were found for yeast.
Thank you, RCLOL for your kind choice. Let's do something fun here for the weekend.
The curtain rises, the lights come up, It's time for me to be on. Charming the crowds, entertaining Until everyone has gone. Teasing, pleasing, encouraging, Sometimes tough as nails.
#household #radio The air is always stuffy in a radiation suit. Sweat drips from my armpits and puddles in my boots. The fog inside my faceplate can not be wiped away.
Thousands of missiles, standing in rows, Snuggled like moles deep in their borrows, Blind to the death and destruction they'd bring If ever they're called upon to take wing.
#emotion So you've been reaching out, trying to mend fences. No surprise that hasn't worked when facing such pretenses.
Queen of the garden, Queen of the morn Shining, resplendent, glossy and bright Motionless, regal, tiara adorned With glittering diamonds, gifts of the night Centered in symmetry, spun in the...
A good clean race, is what I tried to run. But it's time to admit that @ckahn has won. All of my supporters, I'm eager to thank, But we just didn't have enough gas in the tank.
#emotion What is that rustling in the grasses over there. What if I chase it just a little bit farther Than anyone else is willing to go. What will I find out that no one else knows.
#emotion. Those people, they're not like us. They don't look like you and me. Those people, they're no to trust. I'm not safe when they are free. Those people don't want to work.
Red light flickering through eddies of smoke Pounding rythm as we whirl and turn It's so hot up here, my shirt shirt is now soaked But we keep dancing, let the passion burn Your eyes draw me in, so...
You act as if you're made of oil, Frictionless and thin. A sheet of plastic gliding past, An empty bag of skin.
Flaring nostrils, blood red eyes, Bared and jagged teeth. Painted promise, carved with pride, Strengthened by belief. Gliding through the predawn fog Pulling quiet oars.
Waves of green in the treetop breeze Exercising these limbs and boles Building bones that can tame the seas With second life as longships' hulls.
I shall not live to see one more Attack like this upon our shore.
#nature The harshest winter I remember was when I turned 17, And 3 storms each dumped more snow than any I had ever seen.
My mind is not, on it's own, what you might call stable. I'm not the most discerning judge of which is fact or fable.
I've had everything I'm willing to take. The time has to be now, I'm making my break. This'll get ugly, they're gonna get mean. I know way to much to let get away clean.
#rain Sheets of rain in the riverbed, Pull 'em up over, over my head. Ribbons of water swirling brown Wrapping the present and pulling it down.
I can't believe it. I can't believe it. I never expected a gift like this. I bury my face alongside your neck; Closing my eyes I surrender to bliss.
#emotion We are on the very verge of the most dubious distinction; So clever and productive, we engineer our own extinction.
If corporations are people, doesn't that mean business owners are slave holders?.
(to the tune of the Pete Seeger song of the same title. Foul language involved.) #nightdwellers If I had a hammer, I'd smash your fucking brains out Smash 'em til they splatter All over the...
#household When I was a child, I had special places That I could escape to without any cares.
#household Pausing to still the leaf crunching, twig snapping foot step disturbance, Letting intrusion ripple away, until the slow re-emergence Of the chattering, murmuring chorus of life the forest...
Better get this out before its too late. There were a lot of exceptional pieces here, it wasn't easy just creating a short list to select winners from.
Populist candidate sweeping into office. Tapping into all the middle class discontent. Promising reform and an end to the sickness. Infecting, paralyzingly our entire government.
After much gnashing of teeth, we have finally unraveled the tangled ball of spider web Wolfie lobbed at us, before he ran away cackling like a loon.
#emotion #terror #taleofterror With shaking hands, Ahmed guides the key into the lock, opens the peeling door, and stumbles into the small, musty hotel room.
Ok, enough waiting, here we go: 15 entries, and quite a good crop. Good job everyone. The Robot's Choice Award goes to @DiamondGhost for Poem In ASCII Binary.
It's the chance of a lifetime, a dream come true. Amazing good fortune for me and for you. A personal tour of a vineyard estate; A spot opened up, someone else cancelled late.
Just another family, striking out anew. Hope and fear together blend, an unsettling brew. Troubled lands and troubled times left so far behind. Memories both sad and dear must be kept alive.
Thank you LeeLee for your generous choice and praise. To give you time, let's get this next one on without delay: The word you have to play with now is "ashes." Get to work.
#household No fancy rhymes or pretty lines, this is who I am. Multi-layered, but at the core, a football loving man. Not the wimpy game you Euros play, where hands are not allowed.
#household. Sizing you up with a steady, cold stare. Reeling you in with eyes of sapphire blue. Chiseled sharp jaw with a stubble of hair. Slicker than ice as he glides through the room.
(Yeah, there's "language" here. Get over it. Grow up. Seriously, be like, 16 or more.) You're so damn holy in your pinstriped suits. You never let us see you in your Nazi boots.
Well, here we all are in Lunatic City. Domes and spires, isn’t it pretty. Everybody here likes to make believe we should all give thanks for being deceived.
#household Rather than a mirror, she preferred to see her reflection in a window pane. Ghostly and ephemeral, seen but never touched, to appear but not remain.
Misty tendrils slowly curl, A dreaming dragon's flicking tongue, Out of hollows, pearly shrouded, Against the walls over hill tops flung.
They take the stage to a sea of gray, Applause rising in crashing waves. Walk like a giant, storming around, Fuzz and feedback shaking the ground.
Wanking on the left, wanking on the right Wanking double fisted until election night. Horses in the news room, asses in the field, Bullshit on the trail where nothing is revealed.
The battle has ended, not a moment too soon. Our favorite lasses sing a triumphant tune. We throw a parade, and join in their song, Confident that they will never do wrong.
#cheesebattle I'll have to give up ever going to bed. The worst comes to pass while I'm resting my head. Just minding my business, asleep for the night, And when I awake, I'm strapped to a bike.
I love my hot tamale With a generous dose of spice; A saucy treat with lots of heat And best when warmed up twice.
Dear Children, It upsets me to see the way you fight, and jockey for position and advantage. As if your inheritance seems lacking or too light, and could never see you through your own old age.
#AugustDailyChallenge #run Dampened grass glistens in the morning sun As a young girl stands with her hand upraised.
Selling crazy, fueling hate, stoking fires for the irate. Sowing discord, feeding fear, spouting what they want to hear. Build a market, build a base, draw divisions built on race.
The start beacon fires, a distant glimmer flashing red. The dragons slowly open to the sun. Reflective wings extending as we gently glide ahead; The soft acceleration has begun.
Swooping through the dusk, Mosquito eating machines; I love my bat friends. #bat.
Never bat an eye "The Art of War" in briefcase My new sales peak.
We like to think our words dissipate. As fast as our breath on a chilly morn. Hanging long enough to be noticed,. And then soon departed, from us shorn. As if we were free from obligations.
@MelchiorJ13 for Merge Congratulations, it's up to you if you want to try to keep it going or not.
August 29 Dear Diary, Poor Vlad. The hay fever really gets to him.
Tag @VikingHorn in the comments, because we're weird like that. The new word is: Fusion Write a 6 line poem, 1 entry per author. Use any rhyming pattern you want.