GP POEMS OF THE MONTH/2011

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POEM OF THE MONTH SLAM shall be called every month now on to choose the best poem for that particular month. Here are the winning poems:

The previous winning poems can be checked out here - [1], [2] and [3]

POEM OF THE MONTH - JUNE 2011 - WON BY WYLDE [4]

she wears auburn eyes [5] .

she wears auburn eyes

in a slash

along a pasty magenta mind

those satin chameleon fingers

lurch in every thought

that lick those slit

anklets which shoulder

nefarious dreams

and when moments call

from behind the char-cold alleys

the lashes beneath the fronds

stiletto the truth between

aubergine toes - shes (metaphorically) blonde

POEM OF THE MONTH - MAY 2011 - WON BY ANGELS [6]

lows to rise [7]

bamboozled in the apex of transcending emotionality

with lows to rise within the high fallen caves

cavities emptied before fulfillment

in disbelief of nothings to come

an evaporation of celluloid

birthing cries stoked

sealed in flaming caskets

intoxicating blur drip thru steel vein drops

the womb is my secret room

my window to life.

POEM OF THE MONTH - APRIL 2011 - WON BY WYLDE [8]

[blankly with omniscience] [9]

.

frangipani waxed lyrics

in bougainvillaea carmines

needle speakers

while trunks extend to the moon

whiffs of dandelion salad

gently begin to croon

as ears of gold

bend and fold in creasing stalks

beginning to swoon

trumpets brass sway

weaving symphonies

threaded on convoluted looms

in the humbled presence

of i's blinking

blankly with omniscience

POEM OF THE MONTH - MARCH 2011 - WON BY ZBIRD [10]

A Box of Memories (pantoum) [11]

Holding nothing but a box of memories

of long forgotten friends and lovers

my generation is on a race with death.

As the days move quickly by, thoughts

of long forgotten friends and lovers

suddenly fills our minds and hearts.

As the days move quickly by, thoughts

numb as another one passed away and

suddenly fills our minds and hearts.

I am overcome with sadness and cry

numb, as another passed away and

among their ghostly graves

I am overcome with sadness and cry,

with only memories to comfort me

among their ghostly graves.

Do I want to be the last one, alone

with only memories to comfort me?

My generation is on a race with death,

do I want to be the last one, alone

holding nothing but a box of memories.

POEM OF THE MONTH - FEBRUARY 2011 - WON BY MERCIA [12]

In Humanity [13]

Tired faces wearing sorrows of a thousand years

Disillusioned eyes in pain filled with a thousand tears

Desolation painting circles in the dust choked air

Tramping of a million footsteps dragging to nowhere

Desperation laughing loudly grabbing every chance

Poverty smiles sweet as hunger does its’ frenzied dance

Children, bellies swollen, baring teeth through dry, cracked lips

Tiny bodies shiver, tremble - malnutrition grips

Stench of human suffering is ever commonplace

Needs a flood or hurricane to wipe out its disgrace

Toss a coin and in reverse a very different story

Beautiful is everywhere and life is in its glory

Smiling faces wearing pleasures of a thousand years

Eyes aglow and healthy filled with laughter, never tears

Happiness is painting circles in the clean, fresh air

Dancing of a million footsteps tap dance everywhere

Total pleasure laughs aloud – alive is good to be;

No such thing as hunger, no such thing as misery.

Golden children, perfect smiles reflecting perfect teeth

Designer clothes, from top to toes, to places underneath

Stench of wealthy, healthy people fills God’s universe

Wonder what that top half did to invocate His curse?

POEM OF THE MONTH - JANUARY 2011 - WON BY HUBERJACK [14]

Roadside Optimism [15]

Fragments of nature, standing - against a blue background,

in austere attention, - flavescent sunflowers

dominate the roadside with - hope for man to notice

stunning beauty and intricacy, - decorous elegance and symmetry,

but also unobtrusive delicacy - intimating staggering prevalence

of nature's copious domain - and offering unending optimism.