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   EllieMae Creator
   EllieMae · Aug 1, 2024

   This is the submission thread for the August 2024 contest! Submissions are open from August 1- July 21
   
   Things to remember:
   -spoiler any poems with mature content/cursing
   -title each poem
   -up to five submissions per person/put each submission in a different post.
   -links to published poems on YWS/ other sources are allowed, as long as the poem is written by YOU.
   -collab poems are allowed
   -the theme is a guiding point, but not a requirement
   -reach out to me with any questions
   -NO using AI to write poems. All poems are put through an AI detector prior to judging.
   -have fun!!
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   fatherfig
   fatherfig · Aug 3, 2024

   
   but my blood is not golden
   
   

   gold on your eyelids
   and glitter on your tongue
   i remember you like ambrosia
   how could i forget my new apollo
   my rough hands on your broad shoulders
   as i lean down to kiss away the poison
   on your silver tongue
   you made it specially for me
   to help me forget
   your teeth are serrated pearls
   that cut my lips
   my part is easier to master
   my blood is viscous honey
   just for you
   you'll always shimmer more brightly
   after i've bled
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   DavieB
   DavieB · Aug 5, 2024

   The Self Less Angel
   
   Pure,
   light,
   An air of love in her every manner,
   Was the selfless angel.
   
   Her wings caressed the meek and broken,
   Breathing gently over their tear-stained garments.
   Minutes upon hours she treated them with care,
   Upturned, her pink lips and a quiet stare.
   
   Gathered from near and far
   the woes of others to be blessed by her.
   free of their lamentations,
   unchained by their suffering,
   wishing to be,
   
   Pure,
   light,
   Like her air of tenderness in her every word
   Like the selfless angel.
   
   The murk of moonlight passed over.
   The angel,
   now all alone.
   With no one she awoke and and with no one she returned.
   
   Tired wings now enwrapped on her own weary soul.
   Her gown smelled of weeping eyes dried,
   Not her own as she could not cry.
   
   This angel was selfess,
   No shoulder to rest on,
   but shoulders to carry the weight off of others.
   
   A frame to behold but not to be held,
   A light to the others,
   but what light of her own?
   
   What light to turn to in her own dispair?
   Frantically searching, but none did appear.
   
   Pure,
   light,
   An air of love and tenderness the cast of her shadow
   Was the self-less, no self for her own,
   the empty,
   the burdened,
   Angel alone.
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   DavieB
   DavieB · Aug 6, 2024

   This is a reverse poem. It is meant to be read both ways to represent two women's thoughts about each others body.
   
   Her Figure
   
   I gaze at her figure
   So elegant a frame
   Her dainty arms, her long torso, her smooth legs
   She is a sculptors work of art
   Unlike my own
   How her form glows
   The sun seems to shine just for her
   So that all may be engulfed by her beauty
   She walks with confidence
   Displayed in every step
   Each curve
   How I wish it were mine
   I gaze at her figure
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   Coffeewriter
   Coffeewriter · Aug 9, 2024

   Submission One!!
   
   *Idol*
   
   
   CLICK
   Our fingers swipe, click:heart.
   Sitting in bed, scrolling through pictures of glory, smiles and luxury
   Posing with a huge smile as if nothing is wrong in the world
   Luxury and wealth displayed in every post
   It is all fake
   Snobs, rude, born with a silver spoon
   Doesn’t it all seem too perfect? Is it really possible?
   Fame, popularity, fans screeching at you as you walk
   You're a celebrity
   
   Blood
   Danger
   Hatred
   Misconceptions
   Envy
   
   Isn’t it all too perfect?
   Isn’t it all too fun to ruin?
   
   It’s not what it seems. The world isn’t what it looks like.
   The higher you climb, the higher you fall.
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   syzygy
   syzygy · Aug 13, 2024

   submission one:mirror mirror on the wall, who's the fairest of them all
   
   cw: body image
   
   "skin of ivory,
   topaz freckles.
   
   ellipse-framed face,
   chocolate waves for hair.
   
   silk soft hands,
   immaculate nails."
   
   that's what they see,
   that's what they say.
   
   she curls in upon herself,
   in an attempt to hide from the mirror's prying eyes.
   
   it fails and
   the mirror beckons with spider web cracks for fingers.
   
   it sees what they do not,
   hidden cunningly beneath a shiny exterior.
   
   dark dank rot taking root in her core,
   spreading from lung to rib; running black hot in her veins.
   
   it sees the void behind eyes of sea and pebbles,
   a festering knot of decay and spoil.
   
   the mirror sees what nobody else sees
   and smiles with sharpened canines and speaks truths in silver tongues.
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   NoOneInParticular
   NoOneInParticular · Aug 14, 2024

   Looking at dull gold (submission one)
   
   Your eyes sparkle with joy.
   Your smile radiates light.
   Your reflection shimmers in the water
   like twinkling stars in the night sky.
   
   I only saw gold.
   I thought your luminance would somehow
   line my pockets with shining gold bars;
   all I did was remove the light in your life.
   
   Money is power, and power corrupts.
   I ruined you; broke you,
   but still your glass shards glittered
   in the sunlight, as tears
   struck
   the
   fra
   gil
   e
   surface
   
   I held the fake, still heart in my hands.
   When was the last time I felt my pulse?
   Dull eyes looking at dull gold,
   for my heart stopped shining eons ago.
8. 

   AdagioK
   AdagioK · Aug 17, 2024

   At home, she was beautiful,
   He said to her
   'Beautiful, Pa calls you beautiful, so, so will I'
   
   At school, she was caring,
   He said to her
   'Don't pick me up, I can walk'
   
   At hospice, she was protective,
   He said to her
   'It's not so scary, I can watch'
   
   At bedside, she was mourning,
   He said to her
   'Pa is here always, don't you forget'
   
   At church, she was crying,
   He said to her
   'I'll be here always, don't you worry'
   
   In three months, she was pregnant,
   He said to her
   'Stepfather? don't even bother, did you cheat'
   
   In the house, she was step-family,
   He said to her
   'I can't stay here, do you care'
   
   In the park, she was apologetic,
   He said to her
   'Aren't I your boy, what about me'
   
   In the station, she was caring,
   He said to her
   'I kept my promise, why couldn't you'
   
   In the city, she was beautiful,
   He said to her
   'Ma, Glitter is not gold, Ma, you showed me'
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   EllieMae Creator
   EllieMae · Aug 23, 2024

   Thank everyone who submitted this month! <33

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