Poem of the Week 5

[Ho-Oh]

...anndddd here's my poem. XD;

Spoiler:

A Black Christmas

One spec of dust floated down from the curtain
A cry could be heard from the distance
That girl...
Oh, that girl knew she'd be hurting,
Too horrific to witness,
Too late for any sort of forgiveness

A black Christmas was all she could hope for,
While years of violence finally built up
Slam. The door shut.
Scarred by her losses,
Scarred by her past,
Scarred by the man who would be her last

You see, one Christmas eve, two souls embraced
Kissed under a mistletoe that night,
The following day, he wasn't anywhere in sight
She opened her presents, found a letter
A tear escaped from her eye,
As she screamed in delight
He left her the greatest gift of all,
A promise he would return next summer,
So he told her to wait by the fire.

Several months later, she was still waiting,
Faithfully,
Patiently,
Nothing could take her mind off him
Then, one night while she was sleeping
He crept in, kissed her on the forehead,
And started to sing
She heard his sweet voice,
She awakened from her sleep.

She thought they would spend a life together,
But she was very wrong
He cheated on her all the time
He went away on trips
He even caused physical pain,
But she stayed faithful,
She couldn't live any other way
For she knew without him, she wouldn't be safe.

Soon he passed, much to her dismay
She walked slowly
She no longer had any need to be afraid
However she was never happy
For her fear is one that strikes us all
The fear of being alone.

When the next Christmas arrived,
She opened her presents quickly
Expecting to find something she would love,
She found a photo of him.

She held it close to her heart,
Her heart beat in a slow rhythm,
As she realised her was never real,
Only a figment of her imagination,
Desperate,
Alone,
Needing someone,
Needing a place to call home.

She was able to convince herself,
For all these years,
That he was real
Yet she never realised it would only worsen her health.

Moments later, one spec of dust floated down from the curtain
A cry could be heard from the distance
That girl...
After all these years, that girl is hurting
Too naive to understand
Too late to take it all back

A black Christmas was all she could hope for,
Christmas lost all colour and vibrancy,
Her mind's illusions guaranteed she was nothing more
Thump. The Christmas tree fell.
Scarred by the pine,
Hurt by her own delusions
Now invisible all the time,
In a world of only black and white.

 

[TJgamer]

Your poem is in, Forever.
Sorry if I ever slightly delay on updates.
I'm on vacation now and can only access the web from time to time.
I return home Friday.

 

[TJgamer]

The week is up and one entry certainly isn't enough.
I am postponing the entry period to November 30th (Tuesday).
Hmm...maybe the Christmas spirit isn't in us.....yet.

 

[Fearless Love]

Waiting

Well! I figured I'd enter this one too! Even if I don't win, I like writing the poems. Here's mine:

Spoiler:

Waiting​

The clock is ticking,

Mommy. . .
She just shakes her head.
Mommy. . .
She sternly looks at me.
Mommy. . .
"Wait."
Mommy. . .
I think she's ignoring me now.​

There's stepping down the stairs.

Sissy. . .
She looks at the door, "No".
Sissy. . .
She pours the milk and sets the cookies.
Sissy. . .
"He's not here yet."
Sissy. . .
I think she's ignoring me now.​

There's a sound at the door.

Mommy. . .
She rolls her eyes.
Sissy. . .
She plops down on the couch.
Mommy. . .
"Abigale. Hush."
Sissy. . .
The door opens, and in steps Daddy.​

We're decorating the tree now.

Mommy. . .
"What is it sweetie?"
"Santa's coming."
"I know."
"No, I mean he's here."
"He comes when you're asleep."
Sissy. . .
"You're not sleeping."​

A hear the chimney creak, but they don't.

Mommy. . .
"It's bed time Abby."
Sissy. . .
"Go to sleep."
I hear him, but they don't.
Daddy. . .
I think he's already sleeping.​

I'm sitting on the last step.

Santa's coming, I know it.
I think he's stuck.
Santa. . .
Creek.
Santa. . .
Creek.
Santa. . .
Plop!​

Santa's in my living room.

My Mommy ran down stairs.
My Sissy ran down stairs.
My Daddy is still sleeping.
They look like they saw a ghost.
Or more accurately, Santa Clause.
I'm smirking, they're gawking.
I was right, they we're wrong.​

Now. I'm done waiting.

Merry Christmas.​

 

[TJgamer]

Ah, good! Another entry!
Thank you!
I hope there's more.

 

[mervyn797]

The week is up and one entry certainly isn't enough.
I am postponing the entry period to November 30th (Tuesday).
Hmm...maybe the Christmas spirit isn't in us.....yet.

I think it was pretty early to set Christmas as the theme. :\
But is there going to be another extension for the due dates or do we proceed with judging the two entries?

 

[TJgamer]

I will extend the entry time again.
Two entries is still too few.

I will agree it is a bit early for a Christmas theme.....but not too early.

 

[Zeffy]

Blame me for the Christmas theme. But then again, there's really not much activity here lately.

 

[Cloud Lines]

am i too late?
i am not quite sure if this fits. but i really did rush.

Spoiler:

Silent Christmas

My first Christmas alone.
All is lost, that I known.

Snow is falling,
I am crying.
The fire is crackling.
Carolers singing.
8:00 is ringing.

My first Christmas with him.
Filled with love.
Filled with hugs.
He gave me a ring,
Under the mistletoe, I did my answering.

My first Christmas with Death.
He stole my dying breath.
Husband cursed the ground,
As I died a death that was calm and sound.
My silent Christmas.

 

[TJgamer]

No, it's not too late yet.
And your entry certainly qualifies.

I hope this week doesn't last forever.

 

[Midnight Moon~]

Wow. R.I.P. Poetry section...again xD

I'll have my entry in by tonight :3

 

[JX Valentine]

Wow. R.I.P. Poetry section...again xD

Pfft. RIP writing section in general. XD Where'd all the reviewers go for the main forum?

Also, sliding in a short entry. It's just sorta been on my mind, so.


Dear Santa (From ____, Age 5, as Transcribed By Mommy)

Dear Santa,

How is Rudolph and the other reindeer?
I hope it's not too cold at the North Pole!
I made you cookies this year
with Mommy's help,
and I hope you like sprinkles!
I was very, very good this year,
and I didn't tease anyone at school once!
I won't even stay up all night
to see if you come down the chimney!
So I hope you'll bring me everything on my list.
This year, I want a red bike,
the movie I saw this summer with Mommy,
a video game I don't have,
a baby puppy
(Golden retriever, please!
And I'll name him after my favorite reindeer!),
and for Mommy and Daddy to stop fighting
every night.

Love,

 

[TJgamer]

Christmas is approaching.
So I really hope more entries arrive here soon.
There hasn't been any in over a week.

 

[TJgamer]

The entries are now closed!

I guess everyone here is pretty busy with the holidays, right?
Well, no matter.
We will judge the entries as quickly, and fairly, as possible and decide a winner.
Good luck!

 

[TJgamer]

There have been several delays (again). But our winner has been decided!
The winner of the Christmas Poem of the Week contest is,
JX Valentine's Dear Santa.

Spoiler:

Dear Santa (From ____, Age 5, as Transcribed By Mommy)

Dear Santa,

How is Rudolph and the other reindeer?
I hope it's not too cold at the North Pole!
I made you cookies this year
with Mommy's help,
and I hope you like sprinkles!
I was very, very good this year,
and I didn't tease anyone at school once!
I won't even stay up all night
to see if you come down the chimney!
So I hope you'll bring me everything on my list.
This year, I want a red bike,
the movie I saw this summer with Mommy,
a video game I don't have,
a baby puppy
(Golden retriever, please!
And I'll name him after my favorite reindeer!),
and for Mommy and Daddy to stop fighting
every night.

Love,

Congratulations!
And maybe the delays weren't so bad.
It's now Christmas Eve, after all!

Anyway, good job JX Valentine, and everyone else too!

 

[Regeneration]

Congratulations JX Valentine on winning the PoTW contest again. Maybe we should ban you from entering. XP

To all the other participants, I must tell you that this was a close contest and all the entries were excellent. I hope that you shall all participate once again in the future.

 

[TJgamer]

Time to announce the first Poem of the Week theme of 2011!

Suggested by JX Valentine, our theme this week is Start.
"What does that mean?" Some of you may ask.
Well, you decide that.

Good luck, and get started on your masterpiece!

 

[Scytheteen]

I wish we had more stuff like this when I was here! This is such a cool idea. I wrote this poem last night for this week's prompt.

Spoiler:

Ready To Start​

The age of a new dawn,
The beginning of something new.

A new start for myself,
So that I can break away from myself
and stop being all that I hate.

The self-pity, the whining, the sulking,
It never ends.
The person I hate most is who I've become.

So now I'm ready to start;
Start becoming the person I long to be,
And kill the being I have become.

I am dead.

 

[TJgamer]

Your poem is in.
By the way, what's the title?
Or do want it to have no name?

 

[Scytheteen]

Your poem is in.
By the way, what's the title?
Or do want it to have no name?

It's ready to start. It's there, but I centered it so you may now have seen it ^_^