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 
POEM OF THE MONTH - JANUARY 2009 - WON BY WOODSTER
You Mean The World To Me...
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 
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 
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 
In the blanket of gravity
waiting for a word
of the truth that's untold
A truth that's denied
by society at bay
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
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 
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
Prior to eleven
Gave new appreciation of
This stairway to heaven
POEM OF THE MONTH - JUNE 2009 - WON BY FOGGLETHORPE
the last day 
Do you need anything?
I asked, knowing I couldn’t give it
How about a set of wings?
We laughed with bitter relief
knowing his request
would soon be granted
POEM OF THE MONTH - JULY 2009 - MERCYMERCY
We used to
Catch fireflies in mayonnaise jars,
Then pretend they were lanterns
And roll on the grass
Chewing dandelions gummy
Mosquito bite bumps.
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.
We’d drink muscadine wine
From Mason jars and
Laugh at the thought
Could she somehow see us
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
POEM OF THE MONTH - AUGUST 2009 - W0N BY BRENNAN 
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 
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 
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 
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?
Your fellow woman
POEM OF THE MONTH - DECEMBER 2009 - WON BY STARDUST
The Grave Opener
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-
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
In the wounds of Christ
In the death of Christ
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.