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  • Poemhunter Moderator (2/17/2014 7:02:00 AM) Post reply
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    Blue Mountain Arts

    Announces Its Twenty-fourth Biannual Poetry Card Contest
    Deadline: June 30,2014
    1st prize: $300 * 2nd prize: $150 * 3rd prize: $50

    In addition, the winning poems will be displayed on sps.com.

    Poetry Contest Rules
    All entries must be the original creation of the submitting author. All rights to the entries must be owned by the author and shall remain the property of the author. The author gives permission to Blue Mountain Arts, Inc. to publish and display the entry on the Web (in electronic form only) if the entry is selected as a winner or finalist. Winners will be contacted within 45 days of the deadline date. Contest is open to everyone except employees of Blue Mountain Arts and their families. Void where prohibited.

    You can get the latest details at http://www.sps.com/poetry/

  • Rookie - 27 Points Mac Adrone Adonay (2/17/2014 12:58:00 AM) Post reply

    Imagine you're in the middle of the forest
    Where angry beasts surround you
    Hungry teeth will devour the trembling meal
    And bones of yours shall touch the ground
    Leopards, bears, and panthers celebrate
    A new visitor is welcomed by their milling caves

    Imagine you're in the sinking ship
    With your family and friends
    And yes, finding a way how to survive
    But what if just a little hope is there
    And the mighty waves will tell the next scene?
    You will be drowned, a tragic end of your story.

    Imagine scenes that you would die
    That night becomes your day
    That desperations and weariness flow through your veins
    And a tomb waits for your sleep

    What will you do?
    Simply stop imagining.
    Did you see how far can thinking goes?
    It is the attitude of the mind that
    can change many things.

  • Rookie Bob Chen (2/12/2014 7:55:00 PM) Post reply

    'Would You"


    If I said I love you

    would you say it back

    if I held your hand

    how would you react

    if I wanted to be close

    would you push me away

    or would you hold me closer

    and tell me I should stay

    if I saw you crying

    and I gave you a hug

    would you slap me in the face

    or would I be your cuddle bug

    and if I wrote this poem

    special just for you

    and now I said I love you
    would you say I love you too

  • Rookie Bob Chen (2/12/2014 7:55:00 PM) Post reply

    'Would You"


    If I said I love you

    would you say it back

    if I held your hand

    how would you react

    if I wanted to be close

    would you push me away

    or would you hold me closer

    and tell me I should stay

    if I saw you crying

    and I gave you a hug

    would you slap me in the face

    or would I be your cuddle bug

    and if I wrote this poem

    special just for you

    and now I said I love you
    would you say I love you too

  • Rookie Donald Goodside (2/11/2014 7:50:00 PM) Post reply

    Pawned Guitar ___

    Once we were as two strings on the instrument of Life's vibration.
    Each different in composition and position,
    Resonating one to the other in sympathetic harmonics.

    A simple and pleasant chord of quiet discretion,
    Far from the cacophonies of dissonance
    That filled the chaos surrounding us.

    Now it appears to our tone deaf ear,
    That we too, have taken up noise as our chosen song.
    Our once lullaby of love, can no longer be heard.

  • Rookie - 8 Points Hira Akhtar (2/10/2014 6:16:00 AM) Post reply

    Together
    Hands in hands
    will go through
    critical problems
    If i fall,
    you'll be for me
    to console and hold
    You are the one
    cherishing from;
    hot and cold

    'BAZAAR' of love
    'I' and 'You'
    shall conquer
    Ruling others hearts
    promoting an example
    anyone saw neither,
    nor thought

    Enjoying love ride
    being your newly bride
    Every time out shall we go
    talking and taking
    hands in hands

    Without you
    I " DON'T" desire
    a single breath
    'YOU' I need dire
    in every second
    Torment ocean
    together shall cross;
    boarding the ship
    Of faith and trust
    both enfolding
    hands in hands

    On every b'day, mine
    you'll hug me and kiss
    craving for my life, long
    but let me tell you
    word 'LIFE'
    for me is 'YOU'
    To shine and tarnish
    with each other
    I lust keeping,
    hands in hands

  • Rookie Prateek Khard (2/6/2014 9:29:00 AM) Post reply

    'The Selfish Street’

    I fight,
    Till the first Sunlight,
    To cover the black under white,
    But that’s not right,
    Because I am fighting with the ‘Cheat’,
    By living under the ‘Selfish Street’.

    Why?
    I do not deserve this!
    And I do miss,
    My innocent time,
    Which vanished like a Rhyme.

    Now I weep,
    Inside very deep,
    And I cannot sleep,
    Till I sweep,
    This Mess,
    Which are making us ‘Less’.

    And I will not stop,
    No matter what I have to face,
    Because I have joined a Race,
    To be shown,
    And to prove that,
    In this Street I am not all alone.

    And at last we will experience together,
    That this Selfish Street teaches us to differentiate
    The ones which are ‘Ours’ with the ‘Others’.

  • Rookie - 35 Points Ameya Deshpande (2/5/2014 7:14:00 AM) Post reply

    It's OK

    Deep down into my mind
    There is some peace to find

    Deep down into my soul
    There is something that I seek as a goal

    Now I have started to understand something a bit
    That I must & must live with a grit

    Living with a grudge or a set-back can be a mistake
    You must let go of everything for your own sake

    Deep down into my thinking
    There is a great belief that has started to sink-in
    That it's Ok

    It's Ok to be who you are
    & it's Ok to be what you want to be

  • Rookie Shelley Stanworth (2/4/2014 4:59:00 PM) Post reply

    Everyday to enhance my brain
    I'll smoke weed, sniff cocaine
    Have a beer to mask hidden pain
    Higher than treetops, insane

    Different day, same old shit
    Still outside the circle, a misfit
    I'm not tried, made of grit
    In life cowards are those who quit

    Whatever I believe in or think
    Changes moods faster than a blink
    I wish to tip the bad down the sink
    So whats left will match up, interlink

    Sick of just waiting for life to begin
    Want to be comfortable in my own skin
    Hate the compulsion to be better, to win
    The prize we seek must be found within

  • Rookie - 0 Points Donna Chlimon (2/4/2014 1:32:00 PM) Post reply | Read 1 reply

    I think this forum should actually have postings of poetry contests people know about! How about we share some of them with our fellow poets ;)

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