Pinecones

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Archways of union
pause for silence,
as rainbow chalk fades
on heated sidewalks.

Wet clothes are heavy
in this underworld,
where ghostly winds
breed absence in infinity.

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End of Summer POETRY CONTEST

KaylaAnn

Hello Everyone, it’s time to do this again!

Are you a poet? Do you enjoy writing poems until your heart is sore or until it soars?

I’ve held a poetry contest once before and I absolutely adored it! It was a blast and I got to meet tons of amazing poets and bloggers. For my current followers, you may have noticed an influx of poetry appearing on my own blog lately. What can I say, it’s simply flowing out of me! Anyhow, I am so excited to hold an “End of Summer Poetry Contest.” Unlike my first Poetry Contest, this contest is themed!

*Please be sure to read all of the rules, otherwise your poem may not be eligible!*

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Rules:

  • To be eligible for this competition you must be subscribed to my page (i.e. following and receiving emails.) Not subscribed yet? No worries! Go to my home screen…

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An Ominous Ballad Of Mother Nature

White lightning, — strikingly jumped out —
of calamitous huge cauliflower-shaped clouds…
Sounds of thunder roared ferociously,
shaking red wooden barns that splintered.

Water snaked through green grassy land hills
— forming pools at the basins, — becoming flood.
The animals were nervous, horses neighed,
disturbed by the annoyance of the storm!

The oak trees swayed, — bending to the ground —
as the violent winds cut like razors…
Chills of fear bore deep within my skin,
hope was lost, as screams would go unheard!

Mother nature danced on the horizon,
— whistling forcefully an ominous ballad; —
almost ready to take her children home!

 

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8 Dead Poet Prompts

I’m hosting a contest on AllPoetry.com based on the following 8 Dead Poet Prompts. The theme is Dark vs. Light. To find out more, feel free to visit the contest, or if you blog on WordPress, let me know and I’ll come visit.

  1. “I grew up in this town, my poetry was born between the hill and the river, it took its voice from the rain, and like the timber, it steeped itself in the forests.” – Pablo Neruda
  2. “Come forth into the light of things, let nature be your teacher.” – William Wordsworth
  3. “Dying is an art, like everything else. I do it exceptionally well. I do it so it feels like hell. I do it so it feels real. I guess you could say I have a call.” – Sylvia Plath
  4. “Deep into that darkness peering, long I stood there, wondering, fearing, doubting, dreaming dreams no mortal ever dared to dream before.” – Edgar Allan Poe
  5. “Hell is empty and all the devils are here.” – William Shakespeare
  6. “Do I dare disturb the universe?” – T.S. Eliot
  7. “Death, so called, is a thing which makes men weep, and yet a third of life is passed in sleep.” – Lord Byron
  8. “Re-examine all that you have been told… dismiss that which insults your soul.” – Walt Whitman

Rules for the contest

  • Minimum 15 lines, Maximum 25 lines
  • Looking for emotionally-charged lines (make me feel something)
  • No words per line rule but please don’t stream 25 lines of 1-2 words per line – Brevity is cool.
  • Free-verse is preferred, rhyme is OK, forced rhyme never
  • No pre-writes
  • No cutting, vampires, werewolves, zombies, serial killer or ghoulish horror
  • No comedy, fluffy kittens or erotic
  • Adult – light sensual ok but should be in good taste
  • Keep it classy!

 

Copyright © 2018 – Brian Nettles. All Rights Reserved