Picture Poetry Contest (...continued...)

[Babyguile]

I'm SO pleased and chuffed with the comments I got for my poem BienvenuJDC that I almost don't care that I didn't win. But yes I still feel a twang of dissapointment, but then again that's rude as all poems were brilliant, and yes Dark Muse's particularly so.

...right, the new picture. It strikes me as being a fantasy image. She has a human form but there's something visibly sub-human about her. This is niche I might struggle with this but I will try to come up with something as meaningful as I can make it.

[The Comedian]

Congratulations DM! It was an excellent poem.

[hoope]

Me too am so pleased with the comment i got from BienvenuJDC and Dark Muse deserves it .. her poem was so perfect..

Waiting for the new picture..

[Haunted]

I enjoyed reading all the poems here and learned a lot.

Bien, thanks for the time to comment on my piece.

Dark Muse, congrats!

[Dark Muse]

Thank you all and the new image is posted on the previous page, I will post it again here so it does not get missed.

I had a tough time on choosing what image to use, but this one gripped me above the others.




Deadline is pending

[Pendragon]

The windows of the soul are outlined in kohl,
Blue shining stars in the universe of her lovely countenance
Shyly she hides behind the mystery of those eyes—
The longing sketched upon her face, the promise of true love
It seems so surreal that I sometimes wonder if this fair one is real
And waiting for me just behind the tapestry of the palms
It really sometimes seems, that it all is just a passing dream—
Dreams have a way of coming true and my true one waits…

Pendragon
© April 9, 2010

[Dark Muse]

Thank you for your wonderful first entry. I was quite excited to see your use of khol, I thought I was the only one to draw on that in poetry.

I tentivly set the dealine for May 5th.

[Revolte]

“Rangda”

Like modern day Rangda, your eyes seduce
My inner desire, to put lust to use.

But just like the scorn,
Of a black widows bite
I fear your intention's
Unveiled are a lie.

Though lie as you may, I cannot refuse
My inner desire, to put lust to use.

And when we first touch,
My lips will explode
While color is risen
From passion I bode.

So feel me aroused, my heart is due
To act on desire, and put lust to use.

[krymsonkyng]

haze of blue black hue
fade to a view of me and you
the two and how we grew
into a city
nerves and veins
into
wires and streets
connect the dots
high rise surprise, defiant eyes
mimic magpie's cries
tied to a fan of feathers
whether tethered tight
to starless nights
or free to fly past
our city's lights
I live in your beauty
like the birds in the park

[The Comedian]

Here's my submission

Fickle is the Fancy

Will you continue to look at me, please?
Fair skin, dark hair, black circles, white sclera:
You're a pose of contrasts. Metallic blue
Feathers reflected under masqera.

They airbrushed you. Can't you see? No face is
That white, that unblemished, that de-veined.
You're a Wal-Mart shrimp frozen from the farm.
Bloodless and raised in a seine to be seined.

I retract my request. Please turn away.
I'm a fish lunging at a rapid flash,
Too dumb to see the hook and filament.
You prepackaged fire! You heap of ash!

[Dark Muse]

Thank you everyone for the wonderful poems you have submitted so far, there is still time left, but the deadline is fast apporaching.

[hillwalker]

LIGHT AS A FEATHER

They say I have my grandma's eyes,
the irridescent blue of prairie skies;
both eyebrows curved like falcon wing
just hovering,
and lashes dark as darkest night
and skin as white as Appalachia snow.

They say I have my father's will,
his cruel instinctive urge to kill,
his cold resolve to pay no heed
to do the deed.
My soul like his, bereft of light,
I'm right behind you..... thought I'd let you know.


Hope I've not missed the deadline DM..... but no matter.

[Haunted]

foxy


she’s got killer looks

she’s got
even better
instincts

she can read your mind

you can’t
say no to
those eyes

one gaze and you are game

she takes her time
with her prey

she’d sweetly
lap your lips

then she surprises you
with a ravenous
mouth to mouth

without hesitation she strips you
of your soul but not before she
mercilessly teeths the flesh
from collar bone to tailbone
in large & mini morsels until
you are no longer human



then she starts all over again & again &...&...

[Dark Muse]

Thank you everyone thus far for the great entires.

Hillwalker: No, you are good, you have not missed the deadline

But a reminder to everyone else who has not entered, the dealine will be here in just a couple more days.

[BienvenuJDC]

Only ever known by her staged name,
She is the one who is forsaken,
Her introverted nature is to blame,
The chorus girl for granted is taken.

Her hidden talent forever unknown,
The buried past of ancestors before
In blood and passion it is sewn
Waiting to emerge in vivid splendor.

The audition deadline is almost here,
The final call for the part is sounded.
Will her destiny be decided by fear?
Fate within timid grasp is bounded.