Thank you to everyone who entered the "Wild" and "Wispy" contest! You guys wrote some absolutely beautiful poems, and we can't praise you enough! Here are the winners for the 7th contest:
1st Place - "The Albino Tiger" by illusionboy
reflections in the mirror are
tin foil sheets of leftover warmth,
the arrogant glint of white light on a knife,
lavish jewels worth more than pearls
and distorting, roaring river water,
white and hissing:
the albino tiger.
[the tears of the albino tiger
are an unabating flow of the burden
of staying alive
the albino tiger is
a silver-bleeding zebra
in disguise]
reflections in the white tiger river
crash through rock worn smooth
by the water's meticulous chisel
and bring us back to diamond earrings
and crystal chandeliers
when you were still here;
my albino tiger.
2nd Place - Spitfire1016
You said I had
Thunderbolt fingertips -
A little hurricane heart,
Waiting to be spun to pieces.
Lighting in a bottle
Sinking
To
The
Bottom,
Of a river with a broken bank.
Who cares if I crack -
Wreak havoc on the calm,
Create a tidal wave or rip current to pull you so far out to sea that I can't see you anymore.
And wait for you to come
Floating home,
To fall asleep on my shoulder,
To feel feather light fingers,
And hear the tick of a butterfly heartbeat through my shirt.
Because why burn us up when we're only just beginning.
You called me:
Wild to the bone,
But:
Gentle to my core.
3rd Place - "Beast of Fire and Storm" by some_anonymous_poet
there comes that crack of thunder
after the sky is cleaved in two
by a white-hot spear
of searing light
could remake this world anew
its roar that of a beast awoken
and starving in its rage
a being which has not belonged—
neither here nor anywhere
with its heart a
caged and ancient star
wrapped in that fiery, furious light
dare to bring down the wrath
of an immortalized midnight
People's Favorite - "Let Go" by TheMasterAssassin101
Wispy milk billows over crater encrusted freckles.
Universes hide inside cloudy marbles
that roll on hardwood floors.
Pens stain weary papers with their rapids of ink.
Hands link together and noses touch like Armstrong's first step on the moon.
But there are no currents running through their veins,
there is no spark when their budding lips
bloom into each other or
when their sparkling eyes meet
but they don't see the thousands of stars buried inside.
They've learned to use each other,
to steal each other away from a
good life.
They've learned to ride motorcycles at dawn and tangle their fingertips in their hair or to leave darkened marks on each other's collarbones.
All they've ever known was loving each other and not caring for what the world had to say.
They had each other and for them, that was enough.
But they were slowly losing their sanity as all they did was sneak away to secret
hideouts and place forgotten kisses on each other's skin.
They were losing themselves without knowing.
They were never meant to meet
because they tear themselves apart
when they come home alone and realize
what they've done.
And that's a good lesson to learn in life.
Let go.
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Celestial Blood Poetry Contests [CLOSED]
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