Blank Verse Contest

Okay, enter in your poems, one a poet, just one important rule...the form must be blank verse...unrhymed blank verse (a wee bit rhyme doesn't really matter)

give me your best pieces.

Contest closes at 10 poems, hurry

Eyes of Existance
by Twisted Heart

I live... I die
In between I cry
I've loved... I've lost
Meager life time forgot.

Questions...
Pounding upon my heart
Did I live... or just exist
Did living end when love was through

Tempted even now
To reexamine the accuracy of life
The definition
Lost to me... or on me.
or because of me.

Life has dealt me a fool"s hand
But still I hold it close
to my breast, like holding a child,
Tenderness surmounting
The very breath
that exhales from my lungs.

Quest for answers...
Paths found yet untraveled
Merciful sorrow upon my mind,
So in shadows
of lost tomorrows
and tainted yesterdays
I look

Baring witness
to reflections of life,
Haunted by cold memories
stagnant and removed
Oh how I wish that were true

No tender mercies
befall me as I seek knowledge
Hindered and broken
in the face of diversity
I once again pose
the question...

Did I live

She Thinks My Tractor's Sexy

It was a long time ago,
But her memory is still etched in my head.
I can remember the exact way she looked,
When she walked away that night.

Her kisses still linger on my lips,
Like her soft spoken words in my ears.
As I sit here reminicing in the dark;
I have never felt her so close as I do now.

She walked into my life so suddenly.
I caught her eyes and she captured my heart forever.
It was then that I knew, knew with all my heart,
That she was the one for me.

Her kisses were like lightning;
I felt that thunder in my chest;
Every time I looked at her
I tried so hard to catch my breath.

Every imperfection seemed so perfect,
She held herself with such grace and poise.
She was so different from those dime-a-dozen fakes.
In her eyes held so many mysteries.

Mysteries I would never have the chance to solve,
She wouldn't let anyone in to see them.
Though I tried, tried so hard to break them,
Ultimately, it was the biggest downfall.

My heart was shattered, but I would never let her see that.
It wasn't her fault, life was cruel to her.
The mysteries she held were not her own,
But those the cruel world had placed upon her shoulders.

Reminicing about her now still brings tears to my eyes.
I guess I never told her how much I loved her.
I try to remember the lighter times we had.
She always loved to have fun and play.

She could so easily be distracted when she was happy
You could tease her and she'd pretend to be mad
Just so you would pick her up and kiss her.
That was her favorite part.

She teased me for being so into my country music and lifestyle
But then one of those silly songs she made fun of
Became the song that would capture us
And every time it plays on the radio, my heart breaks a little more.

There was will never be anybody who could fill the place in my heart,
The place she would forever hold.
All the memories are locked away in there,
I hold one of two keys, the other one lost forever.

My darkness is shattered when the radio blares another song,
One I almost forgot about.
It was a song that was just so funny,
It made her laugh every time.

This song will always bring back her memory,
I think, even more-so, than our song itself.
Only because it reminds me of her laughter and happiness.
She Thinks My Tractors Sexy.

This poem has some rhyming in it, but most of it is free verse. If this is not okay, please tell me and I will certainly change it. =]
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This is a poem based off the song "Seeman," by Rammstein. The quatrain is from that song. It's part of the style.
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So merciless is only the night
In the end I'm left alone
The time stands still
And I am cold
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The autumn wind wipes tears off your face;
Elder women rush to beckon you home.
You are lost amongst the darkness;
Who will be there to hold you
When wind whisks you away?
Shiver in this comfort of fright;
Something finally holds you close!
Hold on to what your memory last saw;
You no longer need them for their light;
"So merciless is the only night."

"Come a little closer," the wind beckons you,
As you grasp onto what thoughts remains.
You're so frightened or quick to forget
They're waiting for you just down the river.
"Come a little closer, my little one," it still beckons,
It reaches your soul; you quiver at bone,
Invisible hands reach around your soul,
Caressing it with hopes of being remembered;
The winds stop; suddenly your wishes are known;
"In the end I'm left alone."

The autumn wind wipes tears off your face
As the elderly women beckon you for home.
There's no where left on these cold streets
Or anywhere else you can call your family.
The moon arises with the stars flanking;
It's God's army you see lighting darkness, and you stand still.
Scamper upon the railing, climbing high;
No one's going to bother coming by,
Wrap your coat closer to you and remember that chill;
"The time stands still..."

You wait for hope and hold your breath,
At the forgotten memories you left behind.
The chill sets in as you release your eyes from the Heavens;
Not even He could save you now.
The autumn wind wipes your tears from your face,
As the lantern light swings on your face as you were told;
"There's death in this place."
The women beckon you inside, but no one saves you;
As you rock off the ledge you sing loud and bold,
"...And I am cold."

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Glosa-Verse
A Spanish form invented by court poets in the 14th and 15th centuries. An opening quatrain, called a 'cabeza' is chosen from another poet, or song. The glosa elaborates or 'glosses' on the quatrain with four ten line stanzas, their concluding lines taken consecutively from the quatrain and their sixth and ninth lines rhyming with the borrowed tenth.

xTheEcstasyofSuicidex

Her Identity

And within her thoughts she holds him tight;
Never dreaming about letting him go,
Drowning in her very own tears.
She counts the days, the nights, and the stars;
Hanging on a single fading moment ...
Etched in her mind, along with her pain.
Drowning in her very own tears...
Invisible to the world, she counts the starts;
Everything in a world of non-sense, she smiles.
Slipping away into her peaceful bliss, she counts the stars..

Hm wonder if this is what blank verse is

i guess i too will enter my glosa verse

My Immortal (Glosa-Verse)
Song Written and Performed
by Evanescence

When you cried I'd wipe away all of your tears,
When you'd scream I'd fight away all of your fears,
And I held your hand through all of these years,
But you still have All of me.

My heart lingers on your forgotten touch
Yearning for it, the memories driving me insane
I'm lost without you here, this much I know
No matter where I go I try to forget you
But time will finally tell how long it will take
And until then I will wait for an eternity here,
Letting the tears fall, little droplets of sorrow
Setting in as the moon reaches its glorious peak
When I would sing sweet love songs in your ear,
And when you cried I'd wipe away all of your tears.

You would tell me you loved me, was it true?
Endless lies, destroying my already tattered heart
Still forgiving you after all the pain that it caused
For the love that I gave to you seems to have no end
Neither does the pain inside, I wish it would heal
But still I linger here, crying these broken tears,
While he sits there holding you tight in his arms
Late nights thinking of you has worn me down
Always there for you, knowing my love is sincere,
And when you'd scream I'd fight away all of your fears.

But you took the love I gave you for granted
Never cared for it, left my soul dead and broken
No matter how hard I tried you would turn away
Leaving me here alone with my heart broken in two
But one day I will love again, just a matter of time
Till that day comes I will be here crying black tears,
Thinking of your deadly smile, all the joy it gave me
Like when we spent hours talking, just falling in love
We would walk together, made your pain disappear,
And I held your hand through all of these years.

Still you betrayed me, and this I cant ignore
Even though my heart wishes my mind would
Cursed love, that has done this to my soul
Making me chose between misery and love
Lost memories haunt me through the day
This lonely sorrow is my only guarantee,
Trapped in my mind by My Immortal pain
Consumed by it, never will my soul heal
The pain you cause me will last an eternity,
But you still have all of me.

Glosa-Verse
A Spanish form invented by court poets in the 14th and 15th centuries. An opening quatrain, called a 'cabeza' is chosen from another poet, or song. The glosa elaborates or 'glosses' on the quatrain with four ten line stanzas, their concluding lines taken consecutively from the quatrain and their sixth and ninth lines rhyming with the borrowed tenth. Example is as follows....

Unfortunately I shall allow no glosa verse, for it is still a format. I would like free verse only, please. Minimal rhyme does not matter though, only as long as it is not a particular named format.

Xx Reflections xX

Beautiful reflections
Flickering in sunlight
Creating a sense of peace
On an otherwise hectic day

Willow trees dip their tresses
In water of indigo blue
Swaying side to side
In a hypnotising fashion

Feelings of melancholy drift
Away on a pleasant breeze
Leaving liberty for pleasure
To achieve it's place

Delicate puffs of clouds
Floating lazily past
Complimenting these trickling
Sounds of gliding water

Such beautiful reflections
Flickering in moonlight
Creating a sense of serenity
That resides in us all

*Gem*
Copyright©GemmaStott2007

Sorry, double post

Another douple post

I hate my computer...

Triple post! *sigh*

Nothing, I am

In this land of bright lights and white stars,
why from this life do i apart,
the only black hole in the sky.
as i cracked from my egg of pure white,
i stared at my hands even though it was night,
seeing nothing, just the darkness they were.
my darkness, so hard to breathe,
the nothing that became something for me,
covering my eyes.

i cannot see in the dark, though maybe,
i've just forgotten why i needed to see,
the light is what blinded my eyes.
you heard me singing and asked: why do you sing?
because it is my closest thing to laughter, it rings,
as i sing out my song of grief
i've realized that nothing always goes back to nothing,
i was born from it and i was never something,
the dark was just my longing to be held.

insanity, yes maybe that's what i was meant to become,
no, for i am nothing and i run,
faster than anything else that is dead.
yes, death, nothing more powerful than no heart,
if you think i have ended this is just the start,
even though i still cry at night.
nothing but a wolf's lonely cry,
the whisper of longing in the bird's will to fly,
invisible for once in my life.

so beautiful is this broken silence,
that i have become, my penance,
for the sins i never were.
so young to say goodbye forever,
yet i will never speak of love again, never,
look at what i have become.
a monster was all that i had of a soul,
now it is completed, this emptiness of soul
the coldness is just part of the deal.

fight back, don't break, shatter.
as your million pieces fall to ground with a clatter,
take joy in their screams.
and nothing is left of yourself,
nothing but a pen left on the shelf,
red blood for the ink.
i smile in death,
oh it is so beautiful to long for breath,
after you threw it away.

my punishment for tears,
i was given my fears,
they killed me, the lost memory i am
yet happiness wasn't my dream anyway,
i just wanted to never be sad in the day,
my wish never came true but yours can.
so i wave you goodbye,
remember to never cry,
or you'll end up as nothing, i am.

So we officially have five in, minus the glosa's. thanks for your cooperation

Black cloud

Under the black cloud
Lays a lonely young boy
Where did his parents go?
He just doesn't know

They said they will be back
To take him back home
But did they ever come?
The answer is no

He prays to God
To save him tonight
But he doesn't know
If he was listening

He's waited and waited
For someone to save him
But no one came
No one will be his hero

He will die here alone
But he will be with his parents
Up in heaven you see
He just doesn't know

Chocolate By Number

Happiness, held so close
Melted
As dark chocolate on the eager tongue
Lingering
Bittersweet
While numbered days escaped
In fiery display
Into the liquid horizon

Tears spilled in wanton abandon
Unnoticed
Drops upon an infinite lake
As time
Friend or foe?
Gleefully counted by number
Outlining my heart
Tracing my life

Winner: debbylyn