There are just three hours left to get those poems in so be sure to post on time! A 3 point penalty if it's submitted late and disqualification for any poems which are more than seven hours outside the deadline.
The wine flows tonight and up flies the corks, and suddenly we're a throng of jubilant faces fevered in dance, spangled in sweat and love and drink; there is jazz in our eyes youth in our veins where my skin burns of glow, and there, in a quiet nook, a red moon streaks in and bathes us sweet in its nectar and I'm a locust dipped in its amber stuck between immovable and unstoppable.
I see our future, how in a hundred years when you've uncovered my body found me petrified in stone and froze and alone you will see this part of me here gone by the moment, but still hanging on to the skirts of your eyes, grasped in every blink, braced in every dream.
It shall feed us long after the candle blows, after the last glass is served and they on their wayward footsteps go, this moment will rebuild us long after the beauty fails, and the bats roost inside the caves of our heads.
We're defined by this; we clench it in our fists, they're blades to fight another dawn.
8. I have forgotten how many kaleidoscopes I had to break to see through your eyes each one was too small and too perfect geometric and fractal pattern pattern pattern but you are not that lens you are the colour and the light but smashed and remade so many times that sand falls from your finger tips every time you smile and that is all I wanted.
I like you as an enemy, but I love you as a friend.
Don't worry, guys, I didn't chicken, despite being in the presence of those far superior to I. Here it is.
Spoiler! :
We’re playing God-games behind your dash as you speed- no, skid recklessly, splitting the asphalt in two. We drive head-on into summer & I’ve never felt so alive the open windows tell us all we need, the innocent blue stretches out over us constant, feverishly following our trail, but never quite catching up. Together, we’re better even than the sky as it stumbles behind, caught in our blur of past and future.
My life is on the line with yours for lunch, but not just; for those smiles, too, which you pass me over console, over table, over hot summer air rent and rippling with the soft glow of smiling eyes.
They make everything out to be a secret, so I keep it wrap it round my pinky and promise.
Your head is a living forest full of song birds ~E. E. Cummings
The results are now in and sadly, I did have to take points away from @PenguinAttack and @rhiasofia for their late entries and since both of the sets were very close, this means that @Audy and @HighTop have progressed to the next round! I'm really impressed with the quality of the poems in this semi final and neither of the runner ups should feel bad about going out at this stage!
That means the final will be Audy vs Hightop and I will need a poem from each of you between the 28th and 30th April 10:00pm GMT to 10:00pm GMT.
You may submit any poem written in April, including any previously submitted.
Oooooh time difference. Oops, my bad entirely then. That makes much more sense, I'm glad you told me so that at least next time I can figure out how much earlier to do it
Your head is a living forest full of song birds ~E. E. Cummings
Yeah, sorry about that! Timezones always make these events so tricky. Maybe next time we'll have to put the times up for multiple zones so people can work out their best day for posting.
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