Okay, that's probably a long shot, but it's possible. You see, I entered a poetry competition, which if I win, I will get $1000 and my poems published in a magazine. And I thought I'd share with you guys my entries. These may or may not already be somewhere on my blog, but I'm gonna put them all here for ya just in case.
The Velvet Man
A girl with auburn hair so wild,
She truly is her mother’s child.
The Holy Book is her obsession,
Her mother’s pearl her prized possession.
Innocent and lovely she descends he stair,
Of the Velvet Man she is unaware.
In the darkness he does stand,
Gleaming blade in his right hand.
Her violet eyes glisten with fear,
As the Velvet Man grows ever near.
With one fell swoop, he makes it fast,
The breath she breathes shall be her last.
The crimson drops fall to the floor,
As the Velvet Man moves out the door.
Why she died none shall know,
All but one, her murderous foe.
Upon the book she held so dear,
Now lay her last crystal tear.
Around the neck of the poor girl,
Stained with blood, lay her mother’s pearl.
When to rest at last she is laid,
Promises of love are surely made.
In the valley where light does play,
It is there she will forever stay.
As time drags slowly on,
She lays beneath the fiery dawn.
But down below the Velvet Man will wait,
Until the next one comes from fate.
(Some parts inspired by true events, most of this is made up. Also, not the original formatting. I had to change that so that it was within the line limit)
Stolen Romances
When I was 13 my mother told me not to doubt.
A boy would come to show what life’s about.
The boys, they stole my heart.
The boys, they ripped me apart over and over again.
But I stayed strong and life carried on.
When I was 15 my father told me not to fear.
A boy would come to hold me safe and dear.
The boys, they’ve come and gone.
The boys, they’ve all moved on over and over again.
But I stayed strong and life carried on.
When I was 18 my boyfriend told me not to cry.
He’d be there to always dry my eyes.
This boy, he’s always there.
This boy, I know he cares.
I’ll never need them again cause I have you.
And life carries on.
Oh I’ve tried and I’ve tried and I’ve tried and I’ve tried
To figure out what I’m feelin’ inside.
Cause when I look at you,
I see twirl around dances
And stolen romances.
I see us pickin’ guitars,
Gettin’ lost in our cars.
I see you holdin’ my hand,
Fallin’ from laughin’ so hard.
But most of all, I see what I’ve been missing.
When I look at you,
I see what I’ve been missing.
Poetic Urgency
Under the waves of smiles
Falling asleep to a lullaby of laughter
Caressed by a thousand dreams
Safe in magnetic arms
Moonbeam eyes search a soul while the
Twilight illusions fade away
A loving embrace pulls like the tides and
A glowing veil descends
Plaid summers and velvet winters
Seep to corners of memory
A celestial experience is cast
Upon diamond skylines
Under the waves of smiles
Falling asleep to a lullaby of laughter
Caressed by a thousand dreams
Safe in magnetic arms
Sunny chaos reinforces
The universe given new life
With the atmosphere of a thousand moons
Singing hypnotic hymns
Secrets are let out in a breath
Bathed in poetic urgency
A picture of perfect serenity
A sigh and a whisper
Under the waves of smiles
Falling asleep to a lullaby of laughter
Caressed by a thousand dreams
Safe in magnetic arms
Wish me luck.
