I.
I dream of you walking at night along the streams
of the country of my birth, warm blooms and the nightsongs
of birds opening around you as you walk.
You are holding in your body the dark seed of my sleep.
II.
This comes after silence. Was it something I said
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There sat two glasses, filled to the brim,
On a rich man's table, rim to rim.
One was ruddy and red as blood,
And one was clear as the crystal flood.
Said the glass of wine to his paler brother,
"Let us tell tales of the past to each other;
I can tell of banquet, and revel, and mirth,
Where I was a king, for I ruled in might;
For the proudest and grandest souls on earth
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I heard an angel speak last night,
And he said 'Write!
Write a Nation's curse for me,
And send it over the Western Sea.'
I faltered, taking up the word:
'Not so, my lord!
If curses must be, choose another
To send thy curse against my brother.
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But, lo! from forth a copse that neighbours by,
A breeding jennet, lusty, young, and proud,
Adonis' trampling courser doth espy,
And forth she rushes, snorts and neighs aloud;
The strong-neck'd steed, being tied unto a tree,
Breaketh his rein, and to her straight goes he.
Imperiously he leaps, he neighs, he bounds,
And now his woven girths he breaks asunder;
The bearing earth with his hard hoof he wounds,
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One spoke: "Come, let us gaily go
With laughter, love and lust,
Since in a century or so
We'll all be boneyard dust.
When unborn shadows hold the screen,
(Our betters, I'll allow)
'Twill be as if we'd never been,
A hundred years from now.
When we have played life's lively game
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BRONZE WINNER POEM
Allpoetry Contest
July 26
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for a decade I journeyed as a stray
kept at bay — raggedy, scrappy, unhappy
across hills, through forests, city alleys
eating bits from bins, hurting my shins
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again unsweet is
detested adversity
frenetic and fanged.
we are the undeserving
calmly vanquish these I will.
I am sick and tired of being strong. I’m the one who can handle the burden, so you keep passing it to me. You marvel at my composure when you should be building me a space where I can be weak. Stop asking me if I need to be held when you can see my arms shaking and knees buckling, my eyes holding an ocean, and my jaw set like stone. Step up the way you’ve seen me do a million times before, without being asked to or acknowledging the sacrifice.
Continue readingI want to be a hard man to defeat all the evil I encounter in the world, but with my ego I would turn bad and pretty soon I would be up against a hard just man wanting to defeat all the evil he encounters.
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I have been bent
by storms I didn't see coming,
pushed to edges
I didn't know existed.
There were days
when everI carried
threatened to shatter me-
grief doubt,the weight of silence.
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