Write me something inspired by this stanza
from one of my poems
the moon birthed
right before us
as we stared
doe-eyed at the sky
softness knotted upon
tongues longing
to touch with love
yet tied with silence
~ quote by Autumn Gypsy
Please just this once. NO RELIGION. I'm not in the mood.
Nothing longer than 20 lines
Give me something to salivate over
Thanks
Sam xx
Contest is Over
- Contest was judged on November 22
- Rewards: Gold: 400, Silver: 100, Bronze: 50
- Final notes: Congrats to all
Contest Winners
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An owl resided to a broken tree
with branches snaking out across the moon• Viewed by judge. [remove] -
We bathed in midnight
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by Nicole Hanna 23 lines, 12 comments, on Oct 1 12:18 AM• Viewed by judge. [remove]
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Lunar shadows
Laughing playfullyby earlhopkins 16 lines, 2 comments, on Oct 3 11:19 AM• Viewed by judge. [remove] -
The eyes of the moon
set deep in gray lunar craters,by Aesthete2000 34 lines, 53 comments, on Oct 3 5:47 AM• Viewed by judge. [remove]
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Dark sky Lonny night with out a soul or midnight light,
the Lonny sun with out a lover searching for its midnight cover.by jaspergal 7 lines, 1 comment, on Sep 20 1:52 PM• Viewed by judge. -
by TheFailureOfDying 13 lines, on Oct 19 3:19 PM• Viewed by judge.
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am clothed in the sunlight
Have I gone to far too soon?
I am the daughter of foreverby XxGoldenxXDawnxX 34 lines, on Oct 19 3:54 PM• Viewed by judge. -
she rises each night
reflecting the light of a million stars• Viewed by judge. -
a fragment of matter
breathed on by lovers' sighsby bellagio girl 11 lines, 4 comments, on Oct 19 5:00 PM• Viewed by judge. -
it was an average day
when the deep green sea• Viewed by judge. -
Over his shoulder I could see
the stars winking at me.• Viewed by judge. -
I felt exuberant walking through
The winding streets in the nightby kareneisenlord 41 lines, 2 comments, on Oct 18 2:21 AM. In Contemporary, Contest, Dark, Fantasy, Hope, Life, Nature, Personal, Spiritual• Viewed by judge. -
Soon the Moon Will Rise
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all dolls aren't beautiful
she fancied moon• Viewed by judge. -
Evening follows day like a stalker,
smog in it’s inevitability.• Viewed by judge.
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no pw's
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what?? are you crazy???? lol I never EVER have prewrites unless it is specifically a pre write contest!!
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no harm in skiing 
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Tongue-tied with silence
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Thanks Mate. Saints or Cats?
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I want the Saints to win this year.
They deserve it.
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Saints all the way this year, especially love to see them go down in last years fashion
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Alleys And Movements
what alleys do these pictures of movement move us down
the rain, the thunder , the grief
bellowing loudly from behind the wall of the brokenness
comes only one sound,
thunder.
And it falls upon the footsteps of the children in those other world streets
begging for change, as though that's relief
their drawn brown sneakers echo upon the pavement
dripping black,
crumbling grey,
numbingly transcendental
what relief is found with the lining of pockets,
it's more truly the pie that in the window, is resting
rather, it's the apples that are lying inside
the aroma, sweet, cinnamon, warm
calls out to us who are waiting aside
Cornbread relief falls from the hands of the authorities
though hidden inside, what notion does it reprieve
the weakness buckles the knees of the poor man
fall'n on the twisted dirt of societal rage
Alarmingly, he's sped forward
crept, went aside.
And then there are soundclips of movement that lift us
we hear of foundations being formed
and a basis that begins that start
as though a seed, are we fully alert
the treestump cuts through the grass at your feet
and you are climbing slowly through the gravel that's encasing
around pours the glass mold that divides society to where it is
and through all of the moments of the lightest fluorescence
what can come to possess what it is that we know
what is it that we can trace from the soul
and so the crumbling noises catch within the eyes of the bird's misdrawn beak
the cats aside, all paired in twos, the two sit in the heatless metal cabin that encases them in
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This is very good but you need to enter it into the contest to be considered for judging and also it is more than the allowed 20 lines
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have never used this site before.. sorry, just randomly trying to figure it out one poem at a time
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