Darkness In Love

Darkness fills my head;
Begging and praying for light to shed.

Broken and wounded feeling much pain;
Screaming within and feeling ashamed

Breathless and suffocating for so long;
Mistaken my true love had come along

No hope in sight for you to stay;
Longing and hoping you will return one day

If only you could see through my shattered past;
Your love gave me breath and light was cast

Broken many times and put back together;
My heart is weary and completely weathered

Trying so hard to tear down these walls;
Let go of the past and just free fall

Fall into you without hesitation;
Finally leave behind all my complications

You are my love, my everything and more;
My wish is for me to one day be yours.
 

Todays poetry contest entry was written by Billie Ivey.

 

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An Animal’s Cry

I have a voice that you don’t hear.
I fear things that you don’t fear.
I go asleep hoping to awake,
But I know one day my life you’ll take.
You look at me and see a meal.
You don’t know how I really feel.
I wander the world on all fours,
But that doesn’t mean my life is yours.
If you have freedom why can’t I?
If you can live why must I die?
You turned to me with that same look.
The look you gave my family when their lives you took.
My life is over and there’s nothing I can do.
My life is over, and it means nothing to you.
 

Todays poetry contest entry was written by DaChardae Lindsey.

 

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A Spanish Lullaby

Your champagne-colored hair
was veiled from the red brewing sun
under a ribbons-plaited bonnet white
you looked sidelong about the garden green
crooning then a Spanish lullaby,

fair curls spilled on bent shoulders loose
as rich turns of laughter dimpled your cheeks aglow
while swiftly stirred the pleated skirt a gushing breeze
raised up the tulle-laced panels with cream-stitched petals high,

into such brightness of air your rhythms rose
beyond the jutting boughs where scarlet flowers dwelt
its smoky chords scoured the listening groves
for some songbird who’d chime along with your throaty peals,

you skipped bare feet upon the tall grass cambered low
and seven and six and five and four and three and two
the soaring notes from lips bare of varnished rouge
trickled down like iced-sugar leafs strewed on blossoms’ skin.
 

Todays poetry contest entry was written by Lana Bella.

 

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Beauty

An evalasting beauty presents a joyful wail.
A wail in its essence a farewell gesture.
For the occasion presented such strict and solemn formation
The loneliness felt passed into nothingness
A sleep filled with sweet dreams and melodies
She is a beauty to behold in her tamarind gown
Her skin polished and mirror-like and a crimson view
Loved ones paid their last respects as she lay there
Motionless and still like her usual self in her sleep
In the dusk of the setting eyes of heaven we laid her to rest
An astonishment so incredible was something new to behold
A smile daunting on her face as if to say
Cry no more!
Cry no more!
New peace you shall find!
New hopes you shall find!
Family was stored and thought of no better way to bid farewell
For saying goodbye was never our intention
 

Todays poetry contest entry was written by Destiny.

 

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The Brainstorm

wrestling in word baths
my other half

is interrupting my rough draft

in search of a topic
descending from a category three

to a tropic storm
a chaotic swarm

she hadn’t a conversation from me
brain in a whirlwind of debris

laying horizontal on my abdominal
this hot cocoa is truly phenomenal

it’s late, I’ll tuck and get warm
and bring a cease to the brainstorm
 

Todays poetry contest entry was written by Strategy.

 

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False Growth

If I can’t figure it out
Either can anyone else
Acting like you know me
I don’t even know myself
The reflection doesn’t reflect
staring at the shell
That was shed
From it no butterfly springs
Stuck flightless
I grew no wings
Yet change is over time
I knew I only grew in my mind
Leaving all regrets behind
to save me
May I have a new soul
This one getting old
Is up for the taking
And I must keep from becoming tin
Through the pain
that I’ve been
Mistakes I’ve gained
And corrections I’ve made
New perspective I see
As though I’m not looking through me
Only every one else
Standing outside of myself
I can’t understand
What’s inside
Running from me
Tryna hide
I give up chasing
Just to hard to find
I don’t know where I misplaced me
 

Todays poetry contest entry was written by Clowa Bingham-doe.

 

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A Shelter Dog’s Story

They say I’m cute and really small,
They say that I’m not bad at all.
“Forever will you be out friend!”
They say over and over again.

Slowly as I’m growing up,
I’m acting more like a crazy pup.
Chewing things left and right,
Our house is an unbearable sight.

My owners try to contain me,
But easily, I always get free.
“Lock him up, very tight!”
Is how they make me spend the night.

As years go by, I will confess,
I always seem to make a mess.
“Crate!” They scream, very loud.
Something tells me I shouldn’t be proud.

A nine year old is what I am,
Quickly reaching the age of ten.
I still need walks and food to eat,
and sometimes an occasional treat.

My family said “I think it’s time.”
They moved away, and left me behind.
Now I’m at the shelter, in a cage,
And people seem to think I’m to old of age.

I want someone that I can share,
The rest of my life with. So I say a prayer:
“Please come soon, you won’t regret.
I can be good”……They haven’t come yet.

My days are numbered, I’ll be gone soon.
I just need an owner whom,
Will except me for me.
Somewhere my soul can be set free.
 

Todays poetry contest entry was written by Annie Fowler
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