GP Poems of the Month/2009

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

The previous winning poems can be checked out [1]

POEM OF THE MONTH - JANUARY 2009 - WON BY WOODSTER

You Mean The World To Me...[2]

I crave for you my darling

Each and every night

My love for you is stronger

I know we two are right

I live for you eternal

No more alone in the dark

You're love for me has brought along

The angels brightest spark

I feel you wrapped around me

Keeping calm and warm inside

I know that now you've found me

I don't have to run and hide

You are my reason for being

As happy as I can be

I'll keep you safe and warm babe

As you mean the world to me...

POEM OF THE MONTH - FEBRUARY 2009 - WON BY MARYANNS

Magenta Wind [3]

Magenta winds came ravaging

on lazy summer withered graze

as hazy blue obscures the view

of peaceful rolling hills

in the land they call down under

land beyond the Tasman Sea

where infernos smolder

where billowing smoke obscures the skies

horizons blaze in requiem

as bewildered canopies explode and die

spreading red hot shards of flame

flying embers lead the storm

to spread their fiery hell

across the peaceful meadows, into a home

in haste to decimate them all

to fell imperiled souls

towering walls of flame advance the toll

to wrench apart their weary lives

Oh, Australia; all is well? No…

Kinglake and Marysville…on and on it goes

the nation mourns as time reveals

the tragic cost, the victims lost

kids and moms; and men who gave their all

for the courageous lady of Australia

who cannot protect her home

as flames consume her beating heart

in the ravaging magenta winds.

For the people of Victoria, Australia; with sincere sympathy.

POEM OF THE MONTH - MARCH 2009 - WON BY REALRHODA

Hope's Lantern [4]

We think we know someone

But we can’t

We think they know us, but they can’t

We look at people and make assumptions

As they come and go through daily ministrations

Judging and asking our families and friends

Strangers are best viewed by myopic lens

As we too are mistaken by them in return

Absolute truth never truly discerned

We all hold our secrets so close to the vest

No open books, we forever digress

From the core of our being known only to us

No matter the faith, no matter the trust

Our human psyche so complex, yet pure

Clouding the vision we seek to secure

From the eyes and ears of the universe stream;

We mold and enfold our primordial scream

Compassion and empathy tempers the angst

Hope’s lantern of light eliciting thanks

For standing and focus and place on this earth

Awakened renewal in spiritual birth

POEM OF THE MONTH - APRIL 2009 - WON BY BLAIR_WITCH

Destructive Society [5]

In the blanket of gravity

vowels unfold

waiting for a word

of the truth that's untold

A truth that's denied

by society at bay

robotic narcissists

you have to live their way

Deny all the truth

ignore all the screams

don't protest the injustice

stay deaf by all means.

Actuality can be hurtful

ignorance, a friend

children inhaling gases

it's all just pretend

wars overseas

and some here at home

people dying every day

let's leave it all alone

Basking in our ignorance

we turn the other cheek

I refuse to live like this

let the rest of you be weak

I am not a robot

I've stepped away from the crowd

society is gonna hear me

my message is clear and loud

Stop killing our children

and sending them to die

telling us it's right

but never revealing why

My mouth is now open

the words are pouring out

Finally society is listening

There's no more need to shout.

In the streets of trickery

the visions now await

the truth is coming forward

perhaps it's not too late.

Once I was a lonely soul

not deceived like all the rest

but all around me eyes are open

their conscience has been caressed

The crowd has moved around me

I am no longer alone

for those of you who are still naive

you are now on your own.

POEM OF THE MONTH - MAY 2009 - WON BY BOHEMIAN

Stairway to Heaven [6]

Stairway to Heaven

Using my key

Got me within

Her greeting on the stair

Was a half naked grin

Victoria’s finest accented

Breasts and derriere

Less than three breaths

Obviously glad I was there

Just fourth step up

Her open embrace met

Focused on touching

Loins now quite wet

First climax mine

Taking selfish pleasure

Followed by hers a

Richter could not measure

Two orgasms

Prior to eleven

Gave new appreciation of

This stairway to heaven

POEM OF THE MONTH - JUNE 2009 - WON BY FOGGLETHORPE

the last day [7]

Do you need anything?

I asked, knowing I couldn’t give it

How about a set of wings?

he whispered

We laughed with bitter relief

knowing his request

would soon be granted

POEM OF THE MONTH - JULY 2009 - MERCYMERCY

June [8]

We used to

Catch fireflies in mayonnaise jars,

Then pretend they were lanterns

And roll on the grass

Chewing dandelions gummy

And scratching

Mosquito bite bumps.

Come August,

When it was too hot

And steamy to roll in the grass,

We’d sneak to the pond

For the metamorphosis to

Naked wood nymphs;

Shedding as we slid into the

Murky envelope of wet darkness.

Afterwards,

We’d drink muscadine wine

From Mason jars and

Laugh at the thought

Of my

Mother’s face

Could she somehow see us

Now.

But one day

You decided being wood nymphs

Was not the way.

I hear you became a firefly

Until someone caught you

In a mayonnaise jar

And pretended you were

A lantern.

POEM OF THE MONTH - AUGUST 2009 - W0N BY BRENNAN [9]

I penned a couplet for you today.

Rather, a quill manipulated

my hand and scrawled mendacity.

The misanthrope's who read the ode applauded with flippers on.

Such insight. Such depth.

Mussolini meets Monet and

the Mephistopheles Mambo mounts.

Call me a scribe and I murder myself.

Call me a liar and I impregnate your charm.

I purposely dislocated my arm today.

Rather, your tongue severed bone

and flesh was torn from my shoulder;

a needed braised boomerang

to stimulate my poetic prowess.

Such clarity. Such wisdom.

Lenin leads Lichtenstein and

the Lucifer Lindy is launched.

Call me a poet and I gnarl my fingers.

Call me a fabulist and I bow to a crooked smile.

A jellyfish swam through my veins today.

Rather, the tentacles of a tyrant

triggered a fabricated Tanka.

Maudlin stumbles when I laugh alone -

more comedic when we cackle together.

Such simplicity. Such compassion.

Bundy befriends Berchtold and

the Beelzebub Bossa Nova begins.

Call me a dramatist and I gag upon reflection.

Call me a simpleton and your wishes are granted.

I solemnly yearn to expire today.

Rather, a fool fires in a fury

and a mannequin lies in his casket.

The curse you've driven towards me -

a combination menu

when a lone Woolf inconspicuously

devours a battered Browning.

Such diversity. Such nothingness.

Stalin seduces Seurat and

the Satanic Samba softly swoons.

Call me a parodist and I choke upon perfection.

Call me a realist when I'm sleeping on nails.

POEM OF THE MONTH - SEPTEMBER 2009 - WON BY WOLFINWINDOW

Sister Separation Factor [10]

All three sisters from the same womb

with different ambitions and dreams

all with the same writers chromosome.

We were a team when we were home

we played quietly at the dining room table

all three sisters from the same womb.

We played contest and made up some poems

mother was the judge. Somehow we all won

all with the same writers chromosome.

We left and took the world to roam

all separated by miles and miles

all three sisters from the same womb.

Now we go to gotpoetry.com

and still play the same wonderful game

all three sisters from the same womb,

all with the same writer's chromosome.

POEM OF THE MONTH - OCTOBER 2009 - WON BY JAYELLE

On This Blustery October Day [11]

On this blustery October Day away from you,

as the leaves swirl down,

I wonder if you think of me...

If you remember another autumn

where the crystal blue skies

were made for two

...or did it only seem that way

viewed through lovers' eyes?

But now another autumn has passed, without you

One of life's unforeseeable misfortunes swept

you away like a leaf at the wind's mercy

And I, hands tied and helpless, can only share your pain from afar...

So my heart and I wait patiently

on this blustery October day away from you,

until we can once more feel your touch...

POEM OF THE MONTH - NOVEMBER 2009 - WON BY UNBOUND

A Letter To My Fellow Men [12]

Dear man,

I looked at you in the eye when I spoke

I stepped aside when you walked past

And stuck to the pole to give you space in a crowded bus

Why do you never take an effort?

I respected your stature

Why do you look down at mine?

I admired your kindness and talents

Why is your focus my skin?

I tried to be a good friend

You enjoyed the touch more

I served you food with love and care

You enjoyed eating my flesh more

I found a nice friend when you were away

But I stayed away fearing the sin of infidelity

When girls come your way why do you not resist?

I was faithful to you why do you sleep around?

I loved you inspite of your bad shape

Why do you complain about my looks?

I trusted you with all my senses

Why do you lie to my face?

All I ask is the respect I deserve

Do you hear my heart’s cry for ages now?

My emotions are stronger than yours dear man

Would I be handled with care?

With love

Your fellow woman

POEM OF THE MONTH - DECEMBER 2009 - WON BY STARDUST

The Grave Opener[13]

I know what it feels like

To lose the person you love,

To childishly wonder

If they watch you from above.

The white hot pain you feel

When you see them bury the dead-

The fearful thoughts, the lingering memories

That will never leave your head.

The immeasurable pain

The ache and emptiness, too much to bear,

But who can defeat death?

Who will our sorrows share?

I sat for hours unending

Next to my sisters grave,

But no one could render hope.

Her life, no one could save.

But then I remember this man

Who lived long ago on Earth-

He healed the sick and raised the dead

Holy right from birth.

The God of power, The Giver of life

Challenged and faced death-

No tomb could hold him down

No grave could steal His breath!

Satan threw a party

The moment he saw Jesus die,

But on the 3rd day, the grave burst open,

With the shout of a Warrior's cry!

The King stood clothed in Glory,

The stone was rolled away-

Death and Hell eternally beaten,

My reason to rejoice today!

His body alive

Pulsing with power-

Death's conqueror

Demons cower.

At times we feel like questioning

And there's alot of yelling too-

But whatever He allows to happen

Is only because He loves you.

Sometimes we have to go through

Things we don't understand,

But we must always remember

That He'll never let go of our hand.

Because that Man defeated death,

Today I can sing

"O grave where is your victory?

O death where is your sting?"

One day He'll ride on the clouds

Returning for you and me

His splendor will tear open every grave

Our loved one's faces we'll see!

I'll always miss my sister

I'll have to deal with the pain-

But I know its not over-

I will see Tania again....

The next time your heart is broken

When you feel you can't cope-

Just hold on tighter my friend

After all, we do have hope.

In the love of Christ

I'm found,

In the wounds of Christ

I'm healed,

In the death of Christ

I live.

Dedicated to-

Orangetulips12 whose cousin Elizabeth lost her daughter,

danielouis who lost his daughter,

oxavier who lost his grandma,

Dreaming-Demon who lost family members to cancer,

WordLover who lost her mother

jo.pree who lost her uncle and father-in-law to cancer,

Keeperofhope who lost her mother,

mayakali7 who lost loved ones,

To my mum and dad who lost a precious daughter of their own and to everyone on GP who have lost loved ones and are struggling to deal with it.