Contest Nominees

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Writers Hell

Writers Hell

I draw my ink up from the well,
The dark abode of writers’ hell.
I’m never happy with my pen...

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Failing Love

Failing Love

The slow,slow throb of failing love
resounds full deep within my veins,
yet courses still to...

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Look but no Touch

The moment a tear begins,
We begin to see,
The moment a smile is spread,
We spread the...

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the velvet rope that suits you

the velvet rope that suits you

I’ve got the velvet rope that suits you
but you choose to sever ties.
I'm a hurricane and...

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Hopeless Romantic

Hopeless Romantic

Don't know how to talk to you
Don't know how to ask you
About anything and everything
...

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Starlight

Starlight

Sweet singing birds in the sapling trees
Feeling the amicable breeze
Glistening blue skies...

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It's Christmas Day

It's Christmas  Day

It's Christmas Day
The sky is grey
And here I am
Missing You

A party with my...

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071818

071818

You are the moon.
Always bright, even when you disappear. Always there, even when you shouldn't be....

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Programmed people

Programmed people

sometimes technologys troublesome,
and other times its awesome,
but we the people are so...

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Pythoness of Gloomy Swivens

Pythoness of Gloomy Swivens

From the bitter sweven,
awake tonight - I lie;

Meseems, thee sky singin' a gardyloo,...

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Winter Solstice

Winter Solstice

Ethereal light unveils to see,
Lambent orbs softly flurry.
Supernal purple sky in glee,...

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once upon an insomniac.

once upon an insomniac.

No dreams here.

I lie awake staring at the nothing.

There are no rules, reasons or rhymes...

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Staples in a lamp post

Staples in a lamp post

Staples in a lamp post

I walk my route with thought and sense
Past the old town that most...

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Accomplished

Accomplished

Sometimes we must take a step back and enjoy what we have accomplished.
Not to inflate our egos and...

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London in its prime

I looked up to the sky, clouds around
The white rain appears without a sound
I look up as...