Published & Contest Winning Poems
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- Written by: NeilWilliam
- Category: Published & Contest Winning Poems
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"1st Place Winner of the Open Community Poetry Contest for the period July 1-Sept. 30, 2012."--ed.
At the Viand Coffee Shop...
on Madison Avenue
which must not be confused
with the Viand on East 86th
or the Viand on Broadway
come the young ladies fresh from
their visit to the Met
or, if they dare, the Whitney
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- Written by: Chris Edwards
- Category: Published & Contest Winning Poems
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"1st Place Winner of the Open Community Poetry Contest for the period January 1-March 31, 2012."--ed.
Wilson drives the day labor
with coded directives of the same hand
he uses to correct the horses
with help from a two-by-four.
Those of us who understand him:
a sun-bitten fourth generation West Texan,
continue to craft tax shelters
for the man in the sprawling spread
up from the valley, down from the hill.
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- Written by: Darrell Lindsey
- Category: Published & Contest Winning Poems
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"Runner-Up of the Open Community Poetry Contest for the period October-December, 2011."--ed.
Beatles' records played backwards
in a shack by the river.
Hieroglyphics found on a barroom wall
next to that poster of Farrah.
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- Written by: anonymous contributors
- Category: Published & Contest Winning Poems
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originally published 2010
Escaping to the nearby lake the lovers drove their cars
Through winding road to waters edge they broke the
Mid week silence with vigorous impatient slams of
Their respective car doors stepping quickly to the
Days first embrace like summer campers on break
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- Written by: anonymous contributors
- Category: Published & Contest Winning Poems
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originally published 2010
The angst of the well fed falls
deafly upon my ears
The whines of the dreary privileged
Are like fingernails
On chalkboard
To me
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- Written by: Tsnclr
- Category: Published & Contest Winning Poems
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"1st Place Winner of the Open Community Poetry Contest for the period October-December, 2011."--ed.
It starts in the brain.
Lingering fogs of morning hanging grey as the sun tries desperate to burn through with a moment of clear thought.
The milk still on the counter sweating sodden pools down to the floor.
A light is on in the room long empty.
Still the haze settles in the lowlands of the mind.
There are no words because there cannot be any.
There is no I for there is only dualities joining inside.
