Poetry Contest

 

• June 30 – July 7 Jun 30 at 9:30pm to Jul 7 at 9:30pm in EDT

• Poetry in My Mind Group

• Created for Poetry In My Mind

The cover photo on this page is a favorite photo of a member in Poetry in My Mind Group. It says, AS ABOVE, SO BELOW (Photo prompt by Stephanie Holder)

You may write in any style or poetic form a poem about what this photo means to you. 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 30th, 9:30pm if this event was posted earlier than stated date/time.

Contest will be from June 30 until July 7, 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.

AS ABOVE, SO BELOW

Standing in my bubble

I’m able to look around

I see where I am now

I see where I have gone

Mistakes are bound to happen

Perfection can’t be got

I turn the chapters over

I can see I’ve done a lot

Life is meant for living

Life can’t be lived through blur

 As above, so below

Filled with all our words.

Written by,

Terry Shepherd

7.5.2015

Weekend Don’t Go Away

I unexpectedly received a call from my girlfriend whom I had visited last weekend. She invited me to come for an overnight, since her husband had to work. I readily agreed. We didn’t really have anything planned. We watched the movies, Left Behind. They were pretty good and gave a person something to think about.

We ate laid-back meals; which are some of my favorites. I woke this morning thinking Santa Claus had been there overnight. I was making myself a fresh cup of coffee, when I spotted a familiar, white box, that I hadn’t seen in my own home for way too long.

I carefully opened it with filled lungs, ready to take in the aroma. My eyes widened as I looked into a box full of beautiful, colorful donuts. Oh my, how can I resist?

I closed the box, immediately my brain scrambling, trying to work out a way to indulge in one of these with my breakfast. Each of those delicacies were screaming sugar and calories. I could barely resist. I did eat my 2 scrambled eggs and chose a cake donut with clear glaze and then allowed myself half of it. Wow, oh wow, was that ever tasty.

I then came home. I always hate the entrance of my front door. It yells quietness. After spending the weekend with lots of chatter, silence is not always a nice greeting. By now, I am back in my habitat. I have showered for work tomorrow. I have picked out my clothes. I  know what I am packing for my lunch. I am set for the evening and following day.

I took a few photos while I was visiting and I am posting for you to see. My girlfriend was dog sitting for her daughter. The little dark one is my girlfriends. The little light-colored one is her daughters.