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death, emotions, poems,
Imagine if all the krill
Beneath the ice shelves were dead.
Millions plus millions of krill
Fodder for ocean’s creatures:
Penguins, walrus, whales.
In the end all will die and the ocean
Will be a poorer place for all.
Imagine if all the trees
Would lose all their leaves for ever.
No Autumn splendour,
No fruit, no place where to hide.
Would we not be living
In pure disaster?
Imagine if there would not be any wind.
No music to inspire,
No words to adorn the arias,
No emotion on men’s faces.
We thrive on emotion.
And what is emotion if not poetry?
We simply cannot live without it.
23 October 2020
Placed 2 .....with thanks.
Sponsored by: Silent One
abuse, age, art, business, career, change, class, color, computer, conflict, death, depression, devotion, flower, green, happiness, introspection, irony, jobs, language, loneliness, lonely, longing, metaphor, nature, pain, philosophy, political, poverty, self, simile, slavery, social, society, spiritual, stress, technology, time, today, together, truth, urban, visionary, wisdom, work, world,
The Color Missing
Red, black, and blue are the colors of our work pens. Red is the color of the blood we spill on other people’s mistakes. Blue is the color of the songs we sing on tax forms or pay stubs- every page has a secret melody. Black is the color of the streets we fear most. Black is the color of our signature of approval. Black is the color of our death.
‘But what about the Green pens?’ I ask. They say ‘the ink is too hard to see.’
death, earth, world,
The whale sings
and I weep,
The world groans
and I ache,
The wind gusts
and I bend,
The surf sighs
and I rage,
The babe cries
and I mourn,
The mountains shift
and I flinch,
The earth dies
and I wear black.
Trisha Sugarek, 2011
death, metaphor, military, war, world,
Paddling through a river you made.
Rowing to your success & fame.
Paddle through the blood,
The blood of your countries sons.
Watching your people try to swim.
As they fill the river to it's brim.
Watch them create the river you row through,
Rowing through all their blood.
Planting your countries flag into a generation.
As you land at your destination.
Plant the metal pole through the shriveled corpses,
The corpses of a dead generation.
Hearing the mothers' cries.
As they stare at all their sons' lives.
Hear the tormented wails of agony,
Agony caused by your greed.
abuse, character, death of a friend, destiny, irony, perspective, world,
To those who forgive me
I loathe you
for you are weak
your voices are not worthy
you spineless living
worthless as dumb dogs
If not incarcerated
I would do it again
would squeeze everything
out of you
No do not say you forgive me
you are not gods
You have no power to forgive
you are impotent
After I vanish
I will haunt you to your deaths
I will be waiting
to squeeze the light from your soul
until nothing but darkness
from my 6th book-length ms.
"Dictator" was first published in
'The Recusant ' (UK)
Gregory R Barden
beauty, death, earth, holocaust, true love, war, world,
Our mouths and our souls mix as we become one,
Love second to none ...
The moon, that just moments before bathed our night -
Now swallowed by light ...
Huge clouds, like fresh mushrooms, bloom pink in the skies,
Soft-sparkling your eyes ...
Night, turned to day, with bright colors and aura ...
Such dazzling horror ...
Our mouths and our souls mix as we become one,
We burn like the sun ...
Our lives and world ... done.
~ 1st Place ~ in the "Half-Eleven" Poetry Contest, Nina Parmenter, Judge & Sponsor.
~ 2nd Place ~ in the "The Last ..." Poetry Contest, Silent One, Judge & Sponsor.
Anna Sabrina Tate
There's more to life than living
Its all about the love & kindness to others given.
We are born as one not as two
So who you become is upto only you.
We will meet with others along lifes way
& how we treat them is how kindness will repay.
Before the lord when in death we do become
Where we will meet pure judgment in deaths succumb.
So remember in life to be your best
Even so when you are put to its hardest tests.
For you shall reap in all you so
When to your graves your buried 6ft below.
This is wherr your body remains
But your spirit rises into the heavens where its
culture, death, political, war,
The streets are thronged with people
Chanting empty slogans
Dancing to a globalist agenda...
W.A. CHOLT. Copyright Fergal O Reilly. 2017.
Brenda Victoria Northeast
death, faith, funeral, hope, life, loss, peace, people, political, social, war, world,
You’re our hero
The poor and impoverished
Captive starving millions
Tears of anguish
Tears of dread
The cost of their Hero’s burial
Is too their debt
The living for their leader
The hungry little ones
The world watches on
My Hero gave it all
A willing sacrifice
His perfect life
His perfect love
That we might live
His excruciating death
Has not left us comfortless
And soon to be
Our resurrection of renewal
We the loyal few weep for what we did
His life for ours
The rest rejoice because you died
The world now looks on
©? Brenda V Northeast 29 Dec. 2011
death, depression, loss, sad
Question over question and not one answer
Everything around seems like a blurr
My feelings are gone and nerves not working
The shadows of my past are always lurking
No one really values my life
I can see a mosaic knife
Wanting to take it
Needing to break it
There is nothing left for me
As I start to beg and plee
Nothing here and nothing there
I've collapsed on my knees
Nothing to hear but my horror filled screams...
“ The end of the world”
Planets are like just round balls
One day they all have to fall
Heaven or hell
That day angles would ring justice bells
Then we would be wordless
The life we started there would be timeless
The graves would rise again
With a little hope of fame
Our deeds will be counted
Then we all have to be mounted
Sometimes I just wonder
How would I surrender
When the journey ends
With a clap of thunder.
anniversary, death, world war ii,
Lichen claimed the headstone
As he lay there 'neath the ground,
Long since tended, overgrown
No flowers to be found.
The grave was of a soldier
His duty borne with pride,
June the 6th '44
Was when this young man died.
In this unkempt graveyard
Sleeps a nation's son,
Who paid the price, his sacrifice
His actions, bravely done.
Here lay but his mouldered bones
For when he fell upon the sand,
The Lord came to care for him
And held his waiting hand.
YOUR CHOICE,any form,any theme Poetry Contest
Sponsored by Brian Strand.
5/6/2019. Placed =1st.
Black Eyed Susan
She was only three years old
When she was sold, forced to
Enter a world of slavery,
Amongst other children laboring,
To glue on buttons or “flair,” to
Sew pockets on shirts she’ll never wear, or
Hats she’ll never own, a clothing drone - for them,
Orders of greedy Americans, who
Pay pennies for her hands.
Sumei liked to feel the cloth move
Under her fingers, the smooth
Material against her face, to
Envision a world of beauty in lace,
Instead of her dirty working space.
Dreams of another life, of somehow
Escaping slowly trickled away, cowed by
Angry men, for quotas she couldn’t meet. So beat
Dead, age thirteen.
Received 1st place in "Something Worth Fighting For" contest
Dominique Jon Apple Webb
community, friendship, political, power, social, sympathy, world,
Oneness is silent,
Sweet and with sent,
And unity never ultimately shouts,
But in coalition mounts.
Unity can be found in a group or just the two of you,
In a community's graffiti artists with a rue,
In a school’s parents circle demanding more childcare,
Or in a company’s union who about pay care.
Oneness can be defined by stating,
That you are another person dating,
Romantically, politically or just socially,
By fashion, voice or class, or economically.
All people are one,
And one matters to everyone,
And we have unity with others,
When we come along side our brothers.
anger, art, death, depression, feelings, freedom, god, grief, hip hop, how i feel, imagery, imagination, innocence, inspirational, jealousy, music, pain, passion, philosophy, poets, rap, religious, society, sorrow, spiritual, truth, wisdom, world,
Part 1: Save Us
The whole world went to pot
when, 2pac was shot
on the spot.
Why do Innocent people have to die?
Why do we have to sit and watch, as mothers cry?
People forgive the unforgiven.
Why do people have spend the rest of they're lives in prison?
Part 2: Save Me
I act like a dick
I'm not crazy,
god just needs to save me.
I guess I'm in the zone.
That's why I'm sitting here alone.
Dedicated To Tupac Shakur.
abuse, addiction, adventure, age, betrayal, body, boyfriend, brother, conflict, confusion, courage, culture, death, forgiveness, fun, high school, how i feel, inspirational, life, loneliness, lonely, loss, lost, murder, mystery, paradise, psychological, racism, rights, stress, teen, teenage, time, voice, wisdom, words, world, write, youth,
Happiness in a Wrong way – Zamreen Zarook
In the notion of seeking happiness,
I thought of stepping in to nonsense,
I dream I could find success,
But I had only little access.
Every attempt that I lend,
It was an utter failure at the end,
My life was full of difficult bend,
But God is always there as a good friend.
My deeds travel in various ways,
Some times in subways,
Or in times it goes in highways,
But I had the belief, God is there always.
North and south families surrounded,
East and west friends are rounded,
Every time fear on death soughed,
I am trapped, and my merits are loaded.
abuse, addiction, age, angst, body, bullying, conflict, courage, death, dedication, depression, desire, discrimination, freedom, high school, life, lonely, pain, time, truth, world,
Broken,beaten,blind and lost
All but a spark of hope left to keep warm
But dig and claw on bruised muscles, on broken limbs
Until the light day fills your sight
Left blinded no more
Until the soft fresh air blows the spark to a flame and ignites your will
Until the ground beneath is solid enough to stand
Walk,until the pain is mastered and stumbling ceases.
And you can say:
This will not be my grave.
conflict, death, military, political, society, violence,
If you thought the war was cold before,
take the temperature of Putin
Worry about a country that is your own,
do not invade what is Ukraine
No blame is dealt on citizens of either
but on poor leadership within
age, birth, death, journey, life, time, world,
The wheel of life keeps turning every day
Birth, life and then the subsequent decay
All living things must return whence they came
The pattern always remaining the same
All living things start life's journey at birth
Become adult through the process of growth
They then participate in reproduction
Thus creating the next generation
Life then continues daily in this world
Until old age and illness take their toll
Lastly, all must face death's reality
That brings a final end to life's journey
The wheel goes through a full revolution
With each and every new generation
Whatever is alive will someday die
This will surely happen as time goes by
allusion, animal, death, environment, loss, nature, world,
Water, gently filling a bamboo to the brim before snapping,
scared deer running in the right direction, to the hunter,
how many young ones are orphaned in this bloody hunting?
Lily, Temple of Life, 5/2/2014
Syllables count: 16 - 14 - 14
Dominique Jon Apple Webb
courage, death, hero, history, memory, remember, world war ii,
This poem has been removed for publishing on Amazon in WW II in Poetry: Veterans Stories in Poetry, including my late father's who was a Spitfire pilot in the Nigeria Squadron. As it says at the end, "For free speech".
boyfriend, girlfriend, grief, inspirational, jesus, journey, life, lost love, love, marriage, passion, people, prayer, sorrow, world,
Dreams Of Reality
By Nate Spears
Published 2013 in “Death OF A Rose” By Nate Spears
A difference of a world a way
A distance of a different kind
Love is blind and divine
Hold my hand
Let us touch the sunshine
On this hill of heaven we stand
From one another
Life and the world will never take us
Unless it’s together
Then we will become forever
Never leaving each others presence
Our bond becomes stronger in living
With every day
I stare into your glare
Wishing we live on; and long
Strong and healthy
We will grow old
In a happy union together
Looking beside me
Coming to a reality
You’re not there
My dreams are not reality
My love has perished.
Rev. Dr. Samuel Mack OMS DD
adventure, age, angel, beautiful, bible, earth, emotions, faith, family, farewell, fruit, funeral, travel, trust, truth, uplifting, visionary, voice, voyage, wisdom, world, writing,
My Time Has Come
My time is over here in this body
I am being called home as my work is done here
I hear my Lords voice calling me home
Although I know I will miss this old world
With all that I have seen and done
All the People I have met and talked to
My body can go on no more for it has reached it’s time
Rev. Samuel Mack, OMS
bereavement, death, hero, mother, son, war, world war ii,
subtract us humans
but then comes along,
common sense approach
find him alive,
send this boy home
conflict, grief, hurt, life, strength, truth, world,
judge, or being judged
many a voice, choice'ly thinks