Poetry Running Contest - Submission Thread

[Zelderex]

Sifting through transient, muddled memories
Of deflowered dreams and the destinies undesired

Detritus of a past life
Not yet escaped-
And following the blind
Rays of now shifted
stars

Clearing out the cracks
And the crevices
To make way for new trash
And new rubble
And new mistakes
And new sin

And the floor peeks through
The mess like the sun
Peers through the cresting
Of a wave-
Shining off of its pollutants
And dancing in its dirty

Sifting through transient, muddled memories.

Spoiler:

Just a ****ty poem that got rejected for a crowdsourced poetry magazine.

[Crusible]

Object Philosophy

Who wouldn't want to be
a needle or a knife
with purpose laid out
in a users manual
and what's the point
would be a simple question of anatomy

[4thDimentionalBubble]

slowly i die
cast away into the world of a book
curled up in my warm little nook

[Ilvaldi]

Mother On The Hospital Bed

I awoke to the sound of you sleeping
____in the middle of the night
laying on the bed.

You were a beached whale on a shore.
____Your eyes, though closed,
looked like small cups emptied,

then filled with the same color
____as the clouds you find
in the mist, or fog, or slow

days of rain you’d see
____in a place such as a city
with no people.

They’ve seen everything of me,
____and I could feel them
reminisce

a memory of my infant self,
____crying for no reason.

[Gabriel Chase]

In sunlight–bitten, tremulous rainfall:
Grey innocence and overwrought sorrow.
The blur between romancers is cluttered
With subtle undertones of frantic tears.

[Zelderex]

Submissions for PRC Round 210 are now closed! Good luck, and I hope to see you all again.

[iCwalzy]

Pinball Machine

Laying in bed,
Emotionally dead
Worn from the every day grind
Flowing thoughts not so kind
Tick tock and its time
You hardly got to unwind
But it's back to the mix of things
Another day in mundane monotony
It's a tortuous lobotomy
Test rats in a suicidal laboratory
Only ever wanting a way out
Banging fists against the walls
Time again for the daily rage and shout
You call loud and proud
But no one answers
Not a bird in sight will listen to your silly babble
Another day and you'll go insane
You've said it for two years now
"Just wait till I escape"
Skulls are just rubber walls
Your pinball ricochets and rings up the points
Lights and sounds regurgitate and the music plays
How many times will you score in different ways?
Your eyes roll back and your home again
No recall of clocking out
You wonder if your time card is wrong before you fall down
You're spinning fast down the slide,
It's a spiral
Sleep hits you harder than destinations post walkin the green mile
This one is hard to call, will you wake up?
Your chin hits the floor as you fall out the chair
Now it's clear, you're still there
You never punched out because you never left
Confusion at it's best
Tricking you again, whose he tryin to impress?
Go home kid, you're delirious
Minds gone nasty mysterious
You're sick, I'm serious
Your behavior is becomin deleterious
Take a chill pill and stop the fuss
Get lost before you bust