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    Exclamation Subject Poetry Contest.

    I wish to propose a "Subject" poetry contest. Basically, one choses a mental image and asks the others to respond. The winner will chose the next subject? Any takers? The first subject will be:

    "a rose petal falls to the floor"

    I will set a date when I get response.

    As ever loving as ever,

    Pen
    Some of us laugh
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    Some of us smoke
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    But it's all just the way
    that we cope with our lives...

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    Morning: in the rose garden

    Neat idea Pen.

    This is what I thought of, when I thought of your line...


    Morning: in the rose garden

    Swish of summer sun;
    ache of cold dew drops
    in the morning, condensed into the cup

    closed tight: a newborn’s fist
    pinkly opening. Touch of wing beaten air,
    long flicking tongues, and many feet

    clinging to a scented promise. Unfurl
    now, golden eye, gold as the sun
    caught in a white halo; reach out:

    long stems and velvet perfume.
    Wide open. Breathe in morning air,
    bright sunlight, soft-clasping leaf

    brief and tremulous, and warm.
    Spread your wings; send them tumbling
    to the ground: white shower, pooled, a reflection

    of life. Spilled from children’s laughing
    hands, a path like a finger of light pointing out
    towards the gate, and the world beyond.
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    Fifth, you are a dear for starting this! Beautiful! Bow write poets, write!
    Some of us laugh
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    Some of us smoke
    Some of us lie
    But it's all just the way
    that we cope with our lives...

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    A petal drifts onto the floor
    A single teardrop salty falls
    Her sable gown is out the door

    I walk through many empty halls
    Where ghostly echoes give me pause
    The remnants of unanswered calls

    I lose my mind without a cause
    My inner rebel makes no noise
    And bows to the unwritten laws

    My inner dancer loses poise
    My inner poet's words are terse
    Silence rumbling through the noise

    And here you see the kind of verse
    And here you see my talent waste
    As things default and even worse

    The rose has wilted in distaste
    I found a single hidden flaw
    I overlooked in all my haste

    For all the charm I ever saw
    Was wrapped around a mortal fair
    And flesh is red in tooth and claw

    The other day I found a hair
    A single strand of crimson hue
    In ambush underneath the chair

    And there it would have hidden too
    Untouched, unseen by human view
    Except that when I shut the door
    I saw a petal hit the floor.
    se non e vero, e molto ben'trovato

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    Great idea for a contest Pen. I'm not sure if I can participate. But I'll consider it. I hope this contest takes off.
    LET THERE BE LIGHT

    "Love follows knowledge." – St. Catherine of Siena

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    Wow! These two alone make the contest interesting! I hope more join!
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    that we cope with our lives...

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    Regret: The Faded Rose

    A gentle petal on my skin, her kiss
    drew out of me a shaky, wondering sigh
    as lover-mine plucked roses from on high,
    and blood-red lips bestowed their heated bliss.

    Bent over me with fragrant skin and hair,
    all tousled from our recent warm embrace,
    she draws a finger 'cross my lips and face.
    The sunlight glistens on her body bare.

    Then all too soon, the day gives way to night;
    too soon the petals fall and lose their blush;
    it's gone, all gone; it's vanished in a rush.
    And thorns remain, all cold and hard and bright.

    Then, lost in shadows dark with cold and rime,
    a final petal falls, entrapped in time.
    ~~~~~~~~~~~~~
    Okay, that was definitely a challenge. I'm not completely pleased with this one, but it's past midnight, and so to bed.

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    Deadline will be October 27, to give time for spooky Halloween poems/ Good luck! Very pleased with the three so far!
    Some of us laugh
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    Some of us smoke
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    But it's all just the way
    that we cope with our lives...

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    Utilitarian Love

    of what use is love now
    of what use all your guarantees
    I'll love you until forever but
    forever has arrived
    be it no concern of mine
    you'll never return except
    in my memories, the last
    duty I'll ever owe
    anyone, especially
    you- the rose petal
    drifts to the floor-
    what good is love
    now

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    Ephemera


    On the side of the trail the other day
    a clump of wildflowers waved,
    with the points of their dark purple petals
    pointing to the early fall sun.

    Those are New England asters, I told you,
    Nova-angliae, rarer than white or periwinkle.
    The supermarket sells them,
    Twelve ninety-nine, per pot.

    Why don't you pick some, you asked me.
    No. They're growing here for a reason.
    They're happy where they are,
    not like the cultivated store-bought posies,

    pricey because of their scarcity
    at various seasons of the year.
    Their short shelf-life is why they're prized
    for their value in romance --

    similarly the reason a man buys jewelry,
    because even eternal gold is a trifle --
    no real use beyond its luster,
    lessened by a luminous face.

    He values woman’s place, higher than money.
    Same with fragile flowers, doomed to wilt.
    Unlike love, they won't last, and that’s what
    it means when a rose petal falls.

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    Excellent poetry. One point: the line is a subject, so description is what is important. Including the line is a welcome bonus, but not the important part. Describing what the action of the falling petal makes you feel is the central part of the poem!

    Onward poets!
    Some of us laugh
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    Bright as moon lit lake of light
    when evening throws a blazon night
    luster shimmering folds apart
    then opening to greet the sight

    Open, not too far to give away,
    your nestled secrets held at bay
    and let you sit right where you lay
    get on with your pleasured way

    but alas, you know whats come must go
    and wilt this rose must fade from thought
    but not till its last one falls from court
    petals strewn - rose bud did fault

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    Been a long time since i entered one of these poetry contests but heres my contrabution!

    Lone Rose Weeps

    A soft wind blows gently by
    Caressing cold forgotten stones,
    Pocked with lichen and moss.
    Names once known, now faded. Forgotten.
    A lone fox, moving around in mist
    Tumbles rubble as it passes through
    Gap in crumbling wall.
    A lone rose, in cracked glass jar,
    Droops sadly to the ground
    Touching wilted petals
    Fallen on the earths damp frosty floor.
    Dew resting on end of petals
    Cry silent tears, for long forgotten souls.
    "Come away O human child!To the waters of the wild, With a faery hand in hand, For the worlds more full of weeping than you can understand."
    W.B.Yeats

    "If it looks like a Dwarf and smells like a Dwarf, then it's probably a Dwarf (or a latrine wearing dungarees)"
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    Leaves and Roses

    Softly, softly floating down,
    Red and russet, gold and brown,
    That last petal letting go,
    Soft somehow, supple, flows
    To the floor in sync with autumn's twin.

    Should I run and grab them both,
    Press in pages that I loathe,
    Crushed mid those in rosewood casket,
    Finest linens cannot mask it,
    A leaf, a rose, a tear let go again.

    I sit stymied by the day,
    Watch them dry and curl away,
    I know that you will step on them,
    When you come calling on a whim,
    Noticing not our colors fading from within.


    ampoule, October Ninth, TwoThousandEight
    I'm in love with The Vinegar Man and Mr. Tanner, but be careful, it could just as easily be you.

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    nice! i like that Ampoule!
    "Come away O human child!To the waters of the wild, With a faery hand in hand, For the worlds more full of weeping than you can understand."
    W.B.Yeats

    "If it looks like a Dwarf and smells like a Dwarf, then it's probably a Dwarf (or a latrine wearing dungarees)"
    Artemins Fowl and the Lost Colony by Eoin Colfer


    my poems-please comment Forum Rules

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