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Fri Apr 17, 2020 11:05 pm
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Que says...

Here's mine! Thanks for the reminder. :)

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tacenda xiv

collect my scattered thoughts and
sew them up;
tattered rags might yet make
whole cloth.
maybe that can stop the
shreds of memory
from ghosting in and out.

stitch these strands
into your heart
so that when things fall apart
there’s something left to
remember me by.
for I, too, have felt the
needle prick
of your threads being woven
between mine.

so miss me, kiss me,
hold me close,
circle my wrist in twine.
for it only takes a pair of
scissors, sharp
(and a hurting heart)
to cut me loose.
>Previously Querencia<

All I want is to write and be happy. c:

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Fri Apr 17, 2020 11:36 pm
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AstralHunter says...

Oh, wow, the deadline's tomorrow? I thought we still had another day! :O

Well, I've been sitting on another poem that I was planning on submitting, and though I have a couple others that I considered too, I think my mind is made already. I have far less experience than... probably everyone else here, but I shall offer my best and trust it proves to be enough!

The link, as before, though the poem will follow anyway:
Leaves Fall from the Rowan Tree

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I am lost.

I have so many words for you,
Yet they feel…

I suppose I may say
I was born with a crown,
And though that is true,
Though some call me regal,
It shines copper, not gold,
And my kingdom
Is of one.

I still hold my title,
But I lack a throne —
I never truly had one.
The people expected
A glorious reign,
Like that you’d see
In the fantasy novels I read.
The deposition came quickly
When reality turned out to be
Too much.

I’m content in my castle of sorrow.
After all, shouldn’t a child of winter befriend the rain
When the sun has little love for him?

I am my own knight.

You came to me on the day I finally ascended —
The day the world recognised me as sovereign.
(The day of the emperor, no less.)
We only met after midnight,
For wolves are nocturnal creatures,
Lone or not.
You didn’t mind.

My harlequin knows me well;
You captivated me in an instant.
He meant to bring colour to my life,
But even he could not predict
How bright my days with you would be —
How drab my days without.

Your journey was my own.
My journey was my own.

You understood me like no-one else,
And I understood you like no-one else,
Do we know each other?

You must realise I miss you,
But you must also realise why I stay away.

Grey dawn lamented your passing
And promised your return.
You healed the moon,
But the sky still grieves.

Seek me by the weeping stars.
But the Fruit of the Spirit is love, joy, peace, longsuffering, gentleness, goodness, faith, meekness, temperance: against such there is no law.
- Paul the Apostle

Spring has returned! Winter is over, and BrumalHunter is no more!

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Sat Apr 18, 2020 12:29 am
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Willard says...

Here it is!

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​I first heard the news
​choking on your spit
​in a cathedral of trees.

​Hormonal me didn't know how to french kiss
​(intimacy and i had been divorced),
​so my vision started to black.

​For a brief moment, I witnessed a forest fire;
​where we were swallowed by heat, and
​our bones left to flame out in time.

​You told me what it meant.
​That i feared God.
​​Dogs can't eat all my lexapro.

We decorated twin-size coffins
​in different cities and futures
​far from where we carved ourselves into,

​And inevitably, those moments will wilt
​with the hometown around it.
​I still hear the news;

A church bought the land
where we first kissed.
They're building a ghost.

It has steel beams for arms,
but no weight on my lungs.

"Words say little to the mind compared to space thundering with images and crammed with sounds."

stranger, strangelove, drstrangelove, strange, willard

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Sat Apr 18, 2020 12:43 am
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EverLight says...

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The day of our love fades into night
I hear my heart sing in the quiet
Be still and embrace these shadows
Tell the stars a victory has been won
For they are they alone understand the scars
Let the darkness seep into your soul
Be reformed by the twilight and rejoice
Sing in triumpth to the moon
Dance a dance only the solo know
For the tears, the wounds the despair
Are the despair, the wounds, the tears,
Of victory.
I'm winning at life!

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Sat Apr 18, 2020 12:54 am
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MeherazulAzim16 says...

Forgot about the deadline again. Had to come up with something just now. Here goes...

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For Laughing

You lie on your bed resembling hope
You put on some Lenny Bruce.
This night is for laughing.
Feel those wings grow by each chuckle
Sparks flurry at each instance of growth,
Your bed is on fire now but you smile at the ceiling
There used to be pictures up there, not anymore,
You wince as her face sinks into yours.
Things aren't where you'd like them to be anymore.
The fire is spreading, yearning for connection,
You don't care like you never did,
Maybe if you had taken her seriously she would've stayed
You laughed at her problems.
Well, tonight you can laugh without any risk of regret.
The table's burning, the photos(connection) are in the drawer
It's all that's left of someone who left you,
But these wings of yours have grown too heavy
You can't move.
The audience laughs.

So it goes.

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Sat Apr 18, 2020 2:31 am
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kattee says...

This is my first work for 2020 NaPoWriMo, nonetheless, I still love it tho... Oh and please scroll down. I don't know why the pictures are formatted like that.

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Sat Apr 18, 2020 2:39 am
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Lavvie says...

Here is my entry!

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my skull is an echo chamber shrouded in black veils,
cradling in its bowl the ropes of my mind
nothing more
nothing less;
an oasis of the heart where lies throb
like fingers pinched in small places
and toes squeezed in tight spaces.

at the butcher's, i wield a meat cleaver that whispers
against the rounds of my thighs and sings like
water on glass -
and sharply.
in the mirror, i slice like deli meat
the ropes unravelling quickly
with heart sweet, small, and sickly.

What is to give light must endure burning. – Viktor Frankl

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Sat Apr 18, 2020 4:32 am
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alliyah says...

Alright -
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dark cyan tastes like catching rain drops,
seeing curious shapes in the clouds: love,
love, love, and something else i've read about
and laughing because they all look like storms
and the air is too humid for my hair to lie flat.

dark cyan tastes like shampoo held in your mouth,
sharp and soap-scrubbed, like when your mother
caught you spitting curse words, trying them out
on your tongue to see how they'd land, you forget
what they mean, but not the taste of repentance.

dark cyan tastes like frigid april river water,
biting through dead minnows, trying not to drown,
full-immersion baptism and the preacher dropped you
sinking to the river floor, you become an abandoned ship
a vessel of empty bodies and floating souls.
maybe i make up colors for poetic cadence, but i don't think i can ever love someone who doesn't understand that teal is a different color than dark cyan

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Sat Apr 18, 2020 4:35 am
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Starve says...

My entry.

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We belittle the area a thought controls,
when it holds a bit less, weighs a bit more.
Because it’s easier to be partin wholes

that become too big to fit in loopholes.
Turn the lights off on it, have a loud snore,
we belittle the dream a thought controls.

It hurts your mind-lions reduced to foals—
caged up to be displayed at the fore.
Because it’s easier to be a part in wholes,

in the collected shrieks of corrected souls.
Stepping in to clean those cages is a chore,
we belittle the life a thought controls.

Picking half wins to giving up some goals,
fearing the schism waiting behind the door,
because it’s easier to be parting holes.

Putting the cages on display like a store,
sentences parted unnaturally before
we belittle the area a thought controls,
‘cause it’s easier to be apart in wholes.


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Mon Apr 20, 2020 4:14 pm
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EditorAndPerks says...

Woo! I really liked every poem that was submitted. The current standings, after careful voting by our lovely judges, are as followed.


Out of Group 1,
@PrincessInk @Willard @alliyah @amelie

PrincessInk and amelie have advanced!

And out of Group 2,
@Querencia @Lavvie @AstralHunter @Traves

Querencia and Lavvie have advanced!


For Group A:
@fraey @EthanHoover @Jaybird @Katteex @Rin321

fraey has advanced!

For Group B:
@Ventomology @Gravitem @RoseAndThorn @MeherazulAzim16 @EverLight

Ventomology has advanced!

Major congrats to everyone who has advanced and to all of our participants! There were a couple of very close decisions because the competition was so fierce. Unfortunately, we are now down to only a third of our original poets - the Swell Six. ^^

The Pairings

For Group 1:

~PrincessInk ~amelie ~fraey

For Group 2:

>Querencia >Lavvie >Ventomology

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Poems must be posted by (10 PM PDT). Results alongside the next round pairings will be announced by April 27th.

Good luck everyone! Please follow along after the next round because then we have our final showdown <.<
"You know that I can't / Show you me / Give you me"
- The Truth Untold (BTS)
"Please give me a remedy / a melody"
- Jamais Vu (BTS)
"The lights illuminating your eyes / They're the me from now"
- Inner Child (BTS)

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Mon Apr 20, 2020 4:26 pm
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Gravitem says...

Hey Congrats on advancing guys! Hope you write wonders for the next round too! And everyone from the redemption round who made it or didn't make it, IT WAS AN HONOUR COMPETING WITH YOU GUYS!!!!! I think I read most of your work and I loved each of the ones I read. Keep writing. See ya' around!!!
"Mesa tired"

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Mon Apr 20, 2020 5:06 pm
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MeherazulAzim16 says...

I kept cutting it close to the deadlines, so it got a little stressful for me, but I gotta say it's been fun. Congratulations and best of luck to everyone who's advanced to the next round! Keep on writing. :D
So it goes.

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Mon Apr 20, 2020 9:01 pm
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AstralHunter says...

Congratulations to our six semi-finalists! I wish you all the best of luck with the coming round and look forward to seeing your next entries.

And to everyone who participated but have now been eliminated, well done for your efforts! It was just as much of a joy to read your poems. ^_^
But the Fruit of the Spirit is love, joy, peace, longsuffering, gentleness, goodness, faith, meekness, temperance: against such there is no law.
- Paul the Apostle

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Wed Apr 22, 2020 10:05 pm
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amelie says...

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The black and white, burning edges of my face
separate like stacks of paper
in a backyard bonfire. Quick flame that diminishes,
ash that flakes away
and a gust of wind that whispers knowingly
into a web of sticks. My body is next
as I throw myself heavy into the heat of it all;
lips widen as the gas escapes
and the insects crawl out from within me.
This is about killing myself
and setting my thoughts on fire. This is about
sleeplessness and morphing
into the rear-view mirror of a hotboxed Ford Taurus.
It's hotter than I can handle. I guess I already knew
how this would end: just the memory of your face
and a dark blue sky full of insects that scream.

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Fri Apr 24, 2020 3:12 pm
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PrincessInk says...

Good luck everyone!! Here's mine:

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i. of sadness and other shunned things

the sea is meant to be drunk up in a goblet:
one made of broken shards of memory,
of love roughened by years of sharp words.
I have not mended my pieces yet.

I have yet to take a sip of the sea,
but no: I ache to forget. I ache to turn
and run and run up the steepest mountains
to hide from what savage truths
the tides will speak into my ear.

(I will tell you what the sea tastes of:
of salt that stings on forgotten wounds,
of sadness and other shunned things.)
always daydreaming, always clumsy

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