February 2015 - "Words" Challenge Winner
Let There Be Words by astroannie
words create worlds
some say this world
is the word of god
god became man
as men became gods
crafting new worlds
each in his own image
words made real
alternate truths
February 2015 - "Words" Challenge Winner
Let There Be Words by astroannie
words create worlds
some say this world
is the word of god
god became man
as men became gods
crafting new worlds
each in his own image
words made real
alternate truths
March 2015 - "Take Me Out of Pity" Challenge Winner
An Unwanted Burden by J.J. Maxx
The blade was swift, the cuts exact
A life removed of innocence.
My youth destroyed but left intact
And left to live this cruel dispense.
To be alone with scars as kin
To walk ashamed for who would stand
The wretched soul accursed by sin
In shifting towns with Christian hands.
They pray for me, the pious few
Contrite in deed and slow in mind
The breath of fools to hide taboo
And keep the wicked few confined.
But girls grow up, scars and all
And learn to see beyond the stains
So soon I'll go to buildings tall
Away from pity, break the chains.
April 2015 - "Shades of Grey" Challenge Winner
A Thousand Shades of Gray by rcallaci
In black of night and bright of day
in the pits of hell and heavens bay
there comes to us a middle way
hooray, hooray, hooray-
with tints of black and hues of white
the world unfolds to mans’ delight
where daemons and fae hold equal sway
hooray, hoorah, hooray-
We are all gray strings and things made of clay
diddle le do diddle le de diddle le day …
May 2015 - "The Beast Within" Challenge Winner
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Ambiguity by Greimour
June 2015 - "Deception" Challenge Winners
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Duplicity by Nellie
Interlocking Triangles by astroannie
He calls me "honey"
... afraid he'll say the wrong name ...
I call him "baby".
Drivers Ed 101 (offensive word) by Gumby
She was well into her fifties
when daddy ran her down
on the road to enlightenment.
Eighteen wheels of ignorance
never leaves pretty road kill.
There had been signs along the way
of course, but they were hidden
by the forest of family trees.
Sounds of daddy raging at the Telly
as Dr. King marched into history
blended with the aroma
of mama's fried chicken in the kitchen.
Every Sunday, the straight and narrow
road to heaven, singing
Jesus loves the little children
all the children of the world...
in the little white church—
inside and out.
“Of course you're welcome
at the family reunion
it's been sixty years for the folks now
but, about your grandson, sis...”
No niggers in the family photos
even if they are blood.
Daddy always taught us—
when you're driving
you don't swerve
for a rabbit in the road.
July 2015 - "Gratitude" Challenge winner.
Small Things by Darkkin
In a world that just keeps screaming, fighting in battles and debate--
There is a place of refuge, a place away from all the rage and hate.
It is a quiet place, still, shaded, quite forgotten and small—
A place where things, those little things matter, count for all.
There is no map to point the way, no app to get there quick.
It is known by those who have been broken, lost, sick—
Found between one breath and the next, when something shifts,
be it a gaze, a burden—but something in the perception drifts—
Revealing this place hidden within the folds of the raging world.
Little things--a warm hand around which thin, cold fingers are curled,
the flight of a milkweed seed, the simple ability to see, to read—
Foolish many call it, but they cannot comprehend the simple need.
--Why does it matter?
Because it is such a small thing, this place called contentment—
Known to those whose faith in the small things is true.
--The key is sometimes as easy as a basic, thank you.
August 2015 - "The Tide(s)" Challenge Winner
Tidal Tales by Terry D
I watch giants dancing in the sky,
a tip, a twirl, a soft caress, at first too close then swept away,
to pirouette within the dark, then slowly rush to kiss again.
Flowing robes trail behind, tidal bridges tracing steps
like platinum memories of cosmic grace.
The briefest touch, gives birth to stars,
natal light so very old;
gas enfired,
gleaming orbs.
The dance continues far from here.
I see the Titans with my voyeur’s eye, pressed to glass,
piercing sky, watching courtships as old as time.
Nothing moves, nothing stays, God plays god in minor ‘c’,
but it’s Newton’s apple that drops the tune
while I watch giants dancing in the sky.
September 2015 - "Contradictions" Challenge Winner
Thirty Years On by Boofy
Conscious of the truth,
whilst lying through our teeth.
Two clashing opinions,
both of them believed.
And it’s called doublethink
when we tell ourselves
that something should be sold
and that same thing should be shelved.
I’m very outspoken
and I can’t stand clichés.
I admire my son’s faith
and hate it when he prays.
Average Joe for parliament!
He’ll speak out for the masses…
He’d have to go to Eton first
and take some middle classes.
It’s a fact, The War on Drugs
is sad but necessary,
and that Alcohol Prohibition
was futile in the twenties.
The key to doublethink, a skill
we daily utilise,
is to train ourselves in Crimestop
and stop using our eyes.
And stop using our minds as well,
For if we manage it,
we can speak sweet ignorance,
an unrestricted bliss.
October 2015 - "Lost and Found" Challenge Winner"
Five-Fingered Faith by Gumby
The act of letting go
isn’t easy
and fearless leaps of faith
are often aided
by a well placed finger stomp.
November 2015 - "Singularity" Challenge Winner
I Am by jenthepen
Unique, uncommon, unusual, in fact,
Of a distinctly peculiar kind.
There’s no need for space-time theories and such.
Don’t try calling Einstein online.
Just relax, connect and listen awhile,
You are Singularity defined!
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