Poetry Contest

woman on wall

The cover photo on this page represents a human fly. (Photo prompt by Marcella Leff, administrator)

You may write a poem in any poetic form about a conversation you would like to hear being a fly on the wall. Explanation about your poem is permissible. Photos with your post will be deleted. You may post as many poems as you want but comments are counted per poem only.

Winner will be judged by the most original comments. One person can make many comments but only counts as one comment for winning at the end of the time limit. Your own comments do not count because you cannot judge your own poem. Comments being counted begins on June 16TH, 9:30pm if this event was posted earlier than stated date/time.

Contest will be from June 16 until June 23, 9:30 pm. All members are invited to enter this contest. You can add your friends to join. Challenge them.

Administrators may post examples of poems but are not eligible to win. Administrators can like your poems but their comments do not count.

A new prompt will be posted every week. Winner will be posted on the main group page.

***To post, find section POSTS, there will be an option to post.***

You have no idea
How I felt way back then
Lying on my bed  in tears
The words you said, still banging in my head.
I stood aside in the shadows
I watched you with your friends
You never knew how badly
I wanted to be a fly on the wall and then.
I could quietly fly towards you
I could land close to your pink lips
I could listen to what you said
I could get some awesome tips.
I could learn what turned you on
I could be what you wanted me to be
Then maybe you would walk my way
And we’d be friends, you and me.

The pain remained for years

The stabs remained too deep

Then one day I knelt and prayed

Help me God; through tears I weep.

He showed me I am worthy

He took away my pain

The things you did that hurt me

Are now buried and flow in drains.

I come to you years later

I ask you to sit down

I tell you how you hurt me

Your smile turned to a frown.

You said you had no idea

That your words could cause such harm

You asked me to forgive you

I smiled then took your arm.

Now each morning we walk together

Barefoot and in the sand

We talk, we smile, we laugh

Best friends holding each others hands.

Written by,

Terry Shepherd


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