Contest

I am not on here on a daily basis, not even a weekly. It's usually a bi-weekly thing. And I want that to be known before you enter my contest. I will give 4 weeks for you to finish, that way if you have questions you are sure to get an answer. Therefore, the deadline is

APRIL 8, 2011

I will have the results on (or before)
APRIL 11, 2011

You can enter any NEW poem, written from this date foward (March 11, 2011) as long as it follows these guidelines:

The poem must not rhyme.
- I think that this gets a lot of people out of their comfort zone... gives them more oppurtunities.
The poem must be of decent length
The poem must be spell checked
- I do not do this by points, but if there are misspelled words then I will not consider your poem to be as great as it is written.
The poem cannot be funny.
- Funny poems are hilarious, but that is not what I'm looking for.

Please read over the "poem musts" in order for your poem to qualify. If you do not follow the "poem musts" your poem can still be entered and have a chance to win... but in all honesty it probably won't, unless it can blow a few pairs of socks off of my feet.

P.S. A tip... I've been going through a lot. I tend to lean towards poems that spark emotion. A poem can be put together as wonderful as the next (maybe even a bit better) but the next has that added touch. So try to spark emotions!

I will accept one poem per person, from as many people that want to enter before the due date.

Prizes:
1st: 5 R/R/C of your choice + 2 R/R/C of mine
2cd: 2 R/R/C of your choice + 2 R/R/C of mine.
3rd: 1 R/R/C of your choice + 1 R/R/C of mine

Hold me above the night

I hear the pain,
descending through meltdowns
and high and low ground,
valleys of unstable hearts-
my own is simply crippled.
I don't want to live in lies,
can't they know I am ready
for the truth- no matter how
revolting as it unfolds.

Moon doesn't stop the greed-
home is less than resource.

This is not God's angry strike,
He has a plan mystic and great
even though we shout against,
He won't let every face of His chosen
be betrayed by uselessness.

Guide my struggled breaths
toward stars nearer to heaven,
where I understand the hazards
but we continue with trust-
for our country, for our nation,
for the love we have kindled.

I believe day will come again.

"If love had a face"

Eyes would not exist
once a stare is
engaged, a soul is
opened. Time has
taught me that
love lives without
a soul for its
eyes stay closed.

Lips like plastic
wash away any
warmth. Why kiss
love that taste
too close to death?
Solitude seems like
a better choice.

Skin cold and fragile
like barely frozen
ice cubes. One mistake
and you'll wither
within an eternal sea
of guilt and shame.
The scent of
deceit can never be
burnt away.

My hands have
held love and
I know now if
love had a face
it wouldn't be
love anymore.

Clinquant Significance

Your patience is disintegrating into irradiated dust and you could do nothing but suffice it with delineated warmth of the sun.

[ You are not born from the heart of a gaucherie, or from the breath of a fading smile. You are made of quiescent mementos that loose its significance with time ]

There are chipped memories sleeping fervently under your rainbow charm, making it look as if they belong and the beckoning sun won't hold its gaze on you for too long because you are not that
special.

Feathered

one of these days
I'm going to run away
you'll wish that you paid attention.
you'll think of me thrashing through mud
and being all alone in the world.
Then you'll say to yourself,
"Why did I do all those things?"
you will regret the days when you screamed
when you told me I was worthless
and that no one loved me.

one of these days
I'm long away
you'll wish that you did not lie.
you'll remember when I locked myself in my room to cry.
and all you did was stare at the white door.
Then you'll think to yourself,
"Why did I not open that door?"
you will regret the day you turned away
when you told me do what I want with my life
and don't turn back.

one of these days
I'm going to be far gone and away
you'll wish that you told me you loved me.
you'll reminisce on that last day we had together
and when you told me don't for the last time,
Then you'll remark to yourself,
"Why did I not say what I meant to say?"
you will regret those words til your dying breath
when no one is sitting by your side
and you are all alone.

Hope I can still enter
"The monsters inside me"

My lungs are tired from all the air
In and out through the nose
And out the mouth again

Running away from my fears
The scary shadows across the wall
The moans and groans from outside

My thoughts are monsters that roam
And take over who I thought I was
Or am I what I thought?

Confusing, conflicting racing, running
The monster inside me is in control
I cannot run anymore. I will not

Let it consume me, for I am weak
I am tired and unable to speak
The monsters inside me take over.

Sooo sorry guys, i'm reading over these now, i'll have the results tomorrow. i know i'm late!! :( sorry.