Free poetry contest - your poem could win $10,000

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By John Lumberjack


Oh i just found great site http://poetry.com

On this site and on this contest will award over 1,200 awards and prizes totaling over $100,000 to amateur poets. And there is a lot of poems and poets for every day!

When i serfed on this site there was juts the poem of the day, was love poem of the day and even kid's poem of the day(it is below) -)))

Lie a-bed

Lie a-bed,

Sleepy head,

Shut up eyes, bo-peep;

Till daybreak Never wake

Baby, sleep.

I think it is nice idea to harvest all poems in one place. And better idea to get money for best poems. I hope i will wrote my own poem and win in this contest-), of couse if someone from hubpages don't write poem better.So if you create a poem just post it like comment to this hub and post it to poems site too -). It will be nice game i think. So my poem about hubpages:

Hubworld

Your world is hub and life is post,

And sometimes words can bring the frost,

Sometimes they bring hot wind of simbols,

And our time like server pinging. -)


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dsasser  says:
17 months ago

Hi, John

I'm like amateur poets, thanks

jasmine  says:
14 months ago

hi i love to write poems

Day dream  says:
8 months ago

I day dream,

when the day's boredome gets me.

No distractions in my day dream.

I day dream during the day.

I sit there not thinking what's important.

Sounds and images can bang on my brain, but I won't answer

until my imagination has ended,

and also my day dream.

Ronne  says:
7 months ago

Beware Poetry.com IS A SCAM!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!1

ann  says:
6 months ago

I totally agree with Ronne. It's a scam. :(

Jackie Gonzales  says:
5 months ago

when I saw you, I was afraid to look at you,

when I looked at you, I was afraid to talk to you,

When I talked to you, I was afraid to like you,

When I liked you, I was afraid to kiss you,

When I kissed you, I was afraid to love you,

And now that I love you am afraid to lose you.

Kayla  says:
3 months ago

Jackie gonzales that is already a poem on the internet! your a fake, poetry is not to make money so don't steal and fake as your own , it comes form the heart, where feelings are shown

Kelly  says:
5 days ago

I wrote this awhile ago, sorry I know its long :)

a lonely girl sits in a foster home

alone since the age of five

ignored, defeated and all alone

a fragile soul so lucky to be alive

going from foster home to foster home

beaten, hated, and rejected every day

slowly she is dying inside

but her tortured soul lives on another day

an incredible burden this small child holds

this secret she so obsessively hides

she'll tell not a single damn soul

to herself she will solely confide

her father died when she was three

and her mother couldnt take the hurt

so she turned to drugs and drink to numb the pain

and abandoned her; killing her self-worth.

so she sits inside this "home"

this week's tormentor in the other room

he comes raging down the hall

she gets another crippling blow from the broom

"Get up, you little whore!"

he screams and swings again

Echoes of her screaming, "Please, no more!"

slowly the torture comes to an end

shes only nine years old

her body cant take that much

all fucked up inside

cuz she's been pushed around too much

shes left sprawled on the floor

with nothing she can do

her body's too weak to fight

and she knows he knows it too

thats when he does it

shows no mercy during the act

beats her when she tries to resist

no spot on her body left intact

after it all ends

she cant take this shit anymore

she runs toward the kitchen

and pauses as she reaches the door

she wonders if it's worth it

should she end it all right now?

the answer this time was yes

there was just the matter of how

just as she sees the knife

theres a knock at the friont door

Off to another foster home

a poor child in a never-ending war

they arrive at the next home

a family of seven or more

she feels all warm inside

with hopes of an ending to this war

a mom, a dad, four kids and a dog

stare at her with interest

a picture-perfect family through regular eyes

out of all the kids, shes the oldest

things are okay the first week

but thats how things always are

then the beast comes out of its cage

and its just like it was before

Its all routine, now

she's used to the abuse

with every kick or punch

her head falls tighter into a noose

first the screaming starts

then the violence erupts

he finishes with the wife

and moves onto the little ones

he hits them till hes satisfied

and feels better than when he began

he moves onto the next victim

screaming, "take it like a man!"

after he's done with them

hes not quite had enough

he finishes off with the oldest

and with her he's especially rough

this house is just the same

it's no different than the others

a bunch of scared, lonely kids

and an absent or addicted mother

this is the last straw!

she's really gonna do it this time

she sees no point in living

theres just no reason to the rhyme

so she runs into the kitchen

knocks down a younger one in the way

she won't be suffering much longer:

she's gonna end her life today

thats when she sees it

the shiny carving knife from dinner

she dwells one more time on that familiar fear

and buries it somewhere within her

she steps into the room

and picks up the carving knife

she sprints toward the bathroom

intent to end her life

She slides the blade across her wrist

and feels the pain release

blood falls onto the polished white floor

her broken soul seeps out peice by peice

blackness surrounds her pale blue eyes

and she can no longer see

her very existance in this hell she lives

will soon cease to just a memory

happy she made the right decision

she leaves the world in peace

she begins to feel so weak

and falls to her swollen bruised knees

she smiles as her body fails

and it starts to get so cold

shes running toward that beautiful light

death begins to take hold

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