Fifth collection of contest submissions

We proudly present the fifth collection of contest submissions for the
1st Halloween-poem contest.

“Chest of Gold”
It began when I opened myself
My heart was said of gold in my regular chest
Then I found jewels out of people
Attracting, shining sparkles to wedge in this nest
I saw a zipper under my Adam’s apple
That passed across and destroyed my bust
I removed the whole just behind my pectorals
To collect glitters that cut my breath
During my transplantation I didn’t expect
My body to reject these twinkles
but I finished knees on soil and palms
Containing my stopped heart among valuables
Now that I have lost everything there’s no end
I’m a simple pringle frightening
A zombie wandering on a land
Each year, reaching out to people on Halloween
Jimmie_Verte

Decorations shall inherit the earth

(By Caroline Cao)

smirking Jack O’ Lanterns

smoke cigars of pinkies

puffing out scarlet smoke

as their plastic smirks would melt into grimaces

*

The tissue ghost and plastic skeletons

from the trees jiggy-jigged

            from slick licorice nooses

            nibble on their “Made In Taiwan”

            dogchains from their necks

alarming breathless bystanders

who don’t even know there’re

pick-pocketed of their souls

when they delude themselves

safe in sleep

*

The mall-mannequins witches and werewolves

munched on candy corns at the exhibition

howling like football fans

            trick, trick, trick

*

They’ll consume unopened candy

spit out its contents

and let the bricks of Hersheys

beads of M&Ms and Reeses

melt in the peeping sun

and produce the glucose river

with its shrill sugar-run

and mummify all the

the victims in pasty glucose

*

The perfect holiday marinating

*

Caroline_Cao


Grave Choice

(By Cynthia Morgan)

Weariness overcame me.

Darkness spiraled from the pit of my stomach,

Engulfing me,

Pulling me under,

Surrounding me.

I struggled against it, trying to Breath in the suffocating murk,

Like a Hypnotic Spell, I could not resist the tugging blackness encroaching on my thoughts.

Sleep leapt upon me with claws bared,

Sinking them into my flesh,

Penetrating deeply,

Inescapable.

*

Quiet.

Blackness.

Sinking.

Strange sensations scathed over me.

Heaviness.  Lightness.

Breaking through. Crashing in.

Calm Tranquility mixed with Ethereal Panic

Leaving me Searching the dimness Frantically,

but for what I did not know.

Light?

Breath?

Heartbeat?

*

All was Silent.  All was Dim.

*

Fear crashed in on me;

A thousand boulders tumbling from out of the dingy night

Sticking to me,

Pounding over me, yet I did not Fall.

There was no pain,

Only Fear devouring me in the darkness.

Echoes of thought Whispered from the Ebon vastness;

Voices once so Bright and Filled with Life,

Now Empty,

Hollow,

Soundless.

*

What happened to the Life that was inside me?

Where did my Vibrancy go?

I could not Breathe

And the sensation of Existing without it was terrifying.

Brackish water sloshed around my feet,

Pouring in from the edges of the darkness,

Splashing upwards in a Progression;

Slow,

Inescapable;

My feet felt nailed to the place where I stood.

Unable to run, I Searched the emptiness around me,

Horrified to watch the slogging water sucking upward around me,

Encasing me,

Icy,

Coldness.

*

Where was the Light?

Where was the Tunnel?

What happened to all the preaching and teaching and reaching from Heaven?

Shadows began to move in the deep darkness,

Slinking towards me in a haze that filled me with Dread.

Sounds like ravenous animals gnawing bones began surround me.

Screeches and cackles more horrendous than any tale from the crypt I had ever heard.

Insidious laughter,

Mocking my struggle;

Unrelenting,

Icy embalmment,

Closing around me.

*

All went Silent.

Only a Solitary Voice Spoke,

Echoing from the darkness.

I Listened,

Aghast

The Tone and Inflection Familiar.

It was my own voice.

It was Me,

Speaking out of the past,

Haunting my own soul;

And as I Listened, bitter tears slipped down my pallid cheeks,

Falling into the freezing water

Encircling my knees,

My chest,

My chin,

Sloshing upward,

Consuming me.

*

“I have everything I could ever Want.

There is nothing I Need.

I have Money;

I have Influence ;

I have Reputation,

And more friends than I can count. ……………

*

Why do I Need God?”

Grave_Choice_Cynthia_Morgan


Authors, Poets and Bloggers

Please join in the fun and continue submitting further entries. Have your Halloween poem posted, along with your photo, and if you like, link to your own blog or website.

Please provide us with a proper return email address! We need to be able to contact you!

We will be delighted to receive your submission, just email your entry to me and I’ll post them periodically:

aurorajean.alexander@aol.com

ONLY  50  MORE HOURS UNTIL DEADLINE!

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