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    Winner's Showcase

    In an effort to give more recognition to the winning entries of the monthly Poetry Challenge, here we have the Winner's Showcase.
    Each month, the winning entry will be added to this thread to give these poems the chance to get the views they deserve, and to inspire all you poets out there with the cream of our challenge crop.

    So, come in, peruse with pleasure and get your creative juices flowing!



    *** Links added to poem titles. Click the link and 'like' the poem in the challenge threads - NOT me re-posting it!! ***
    Last edited by Travers; August 18th, 2013 at 01:16 AM.

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    July 2013 - "Books" Challenge Winner.

    Kindles and Dinosaurs by pigletinportugal

    How can a Kindle be a treasured friend
    this plastic book with no page to bend.
    Not dog-eared or torn, stained with salty tears,
    margins pencilled with notes from passing years.

    They won’t change my mind or feelings cajole
    for this plastic usurper, with no soul.
    They say it’s great but I don’t understand,
    so this Kindle book in our house, is banned!

    You’re not listening I say, real books are fine.
    I don’t care for Kindle’s latest design.
    Gizmos and gadgets don’t interest me
    I like the feel of a real book, you see.

    I huff, as my battle with words is lost
    what price a Kindle with the hidden cost?
    Will libraries be a thing of the past
    as Kindles advance and the die is cast?

    Friends give me their best “I-know-it-all” look
    as they chant: Kindles now replace the book.
    I sigh, mindful of all the friends I’ve read.
    I’m a dinosaur; are books really dead?
    Last edited by Travers; August 18th, 2013 at 01:13 AM.

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    August 2013 - "Sunset" Challenge Winner.

    Sunset's Promise by Chester's Daughter

    Cotton candy skies
    caress my eyes
    and set twanging nerves
    to rest.
    Every day slinks away
    with a vivid vow:

    my cosmic cocoon
    is on its way.

    Succor to flay
    the daily fray.

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    September 2013 - "Confessions" Challenge Winner

    Kindly click to view:

    cutting by lasm
    Last edited by Chesters Daughter; October 27th, 2014 at 08:16 PM.

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    October 2013 - "Trust" Challenge Winner

    Empty Hands by Gumby

    She was daddy's favorite gloves,
    often used, then tossed aside;
    where every boy who picked her up,
    tried her on for size
    .

    With clumsy, adolescent dips
    in between her thighs, to lips
    that slipped around a truth
    too hard to swallow—
    like those empty gloves, inside
    she's hollow.

    Passed from hand to hand
    she’ll never find that perfect fit,
    daddy saw to it.

    With every crook of finger
    across baby skin,
    he carved her up,
    an open, tender bud from which he plucked.
    She hates him? She hates him not?
    Questions that the flower cannot settle,
    a pet theory her McShrinks often peddle.


    But late at night she wonders...
    if life is such a precious gift from God
    ,
    why does living only make her feel so cheap?
    Then she’ll chase another Xanax with Bacardi

    and slip into the empty hands of sleep.

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    November 2013 - "Being Alone" Challenge Winner

    At middle-night, on upland heights by toddm

    At middle-night, on upland heights
    along a shelf of time-scarred rock,
    he would wander beneath the lights
    of the glittering celestial clock.

    But untold the hours he tarried there,
    while wind seethed past him in the grass;
    the moon sailed on the night-sea fair
    and none came nigh him to harass.

    Ever and anon on such mild nights
    he made his bed in heather deep
    until dawn touched the upland heights
    to gently wake him from his sleep.

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    December 2013 - "Peace" Challenge Winner

    I Am by Pandora



    'An unmanned vessel goes in circles'



    I am managing the river.

    Learning the currents,

    flowing and floating

    weaving my way,

    directed by land that holds me.


    I am mother with unborn child,

    my life blood shared.

    I have a choice of dance,

    the love of song.

    I am conducted by miracles.


    I am words,

    the vessel of thought enlightened

    and bright.

    Carrying me to you,

    then Us,

    straight down

    The River Eternity.


    'Peace is at the helm'


    There is no life I know
    To compare with pure imagination.
    Living there you’ll be free
    If you truly wish to be.~ Willy Wonka

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    January 2014 - "Legacy" Challenge Winner

    Pandora's Inheritance by toddm

    In a strange way the light illumines
    the whites of her eyes, the smiles
    and happy balloons, floating away
    into an overexposed collodion sky.
    High clouds are knife-spread too thin
    across the crimson-crusted morning.
    The backyard is a frowning garden,
    all monochrome and mildewed;
    the birdbath brims with maple leaves
    and black frozen water; a drunken
    wheelbarrow slumbers and rots
    amid shadows and unmown grass;
    but dawn is fresh upon the hard mud
    and fragments of plastic playthings,
    little smiling girls and pink-glitter horses
    with broken legs; the air is clean and cold,
    full of serene indifference and the scent
    of chimney smoke; a withered shrine
    of firewood and cinder blocks is forgotten
    in the shade of a dying brown fir;
    the house is locked and empty; she breathes
    on her fingers, and pines for her gloves;
    an icy tear falls from the aluminum awning,
    and shatters upon the crumpled earth.
    There is no life I know
    To compare with pure imagination.
    Living there you’ll be free
    If you truly wish to be.~ Willy Wonka

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    February 2014 - "Night" Challenge Winner

    Scene Change by astroannie

    with pen and inkwell
    the writer closes the day
    drawing forth darkness
    There is no life I know
    To compare with pure imagination.
    Living there you’ll be free
    If you truly wish to be.~ Willy Wonka

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    March 2014 - "Zero" Challenge Winner

    Countdown by Squalid Glass


    I often think about the universe
    and loss. But meter is always scarce;
    time is just God doing his worst,
    so I guess I’ll make this terse:
    You are no longer here.
    I look at the far,
    dark sky on clear
    nights at stars
    light-years
    go--
    There is no life I know
    To compare with pure imagination.
    Living there you’ll be free
    If you truly wish to be.~ Willy Wonka

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