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Write a metaphoric poem - non-rhyming - that does not mention the subject of the poem only refers to it in the framework of the metaphor...let us guess the real subject. Note metaphor is a word comparison of two unlike things, not a description of the thing. 16 line maximum
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Ended October 31, 2018 • 34 Entries • Created by Finder
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Write a metaphoric poem - non-rhyming - that does not mention the subject of the poem only refers to it in the framework of the metaphor...let us guess the real subject. Note metaphor is a word comparison of two unlike things, not a description of the thing. 16 line maximum
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wetpetals
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Rose

The rose blooms quietly, shyly, on the vine.

There are so many lovely flowers in this lush, beautiful garden.

But this rose, somehow, she catches his eye more than the others.

Maybe it is the depth of the red that attracts.

Like fire, or passion, a message is in this red.

And the petal is so soft, it feels like velvet.

He cant resist to plunge his nose into the center, and inhale.

“Mmmmm”, so intoxicating.

He can’t stand to leave it there.

He touched it, he inhaled it, and he must have it.

He grabs the stem.

“Ouch!”, he cries.

“Dammit! Stupid bitch.”

He plucks the petals off, forcefully in one fist and tosses them to the ground.

Steps in them, and smears them, until the crushed petals resemble blood spatter.

“There you go, sweetie,” he says, and walks casually away.

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Write a metaphoric poem - non-rhyming - that does not mention the subject of the poem only refers to it in the framework of the metaphor...let us guess the real subject. Note metaphor is a word comparison of two unlike things, not a description of the thing. 16 line maximum
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Finder
• 109 reads

Stray Shot

It was a tiny graze but she knew it would grow larger if left untended.

So stupid, just fooling around never thinking he would shoot her in the foot.

She could have gone to the drug store bought some stuff off the shelf to take care of it when it was small

but she didn’t

and now it was festering doubling in size daily.

It could have been prevented

checking the barrel for bullets or not screwing around with a dangerous weapon

to begin with.

Little mattered now.

The wound was growing huge soon it would be hard to hide from anyone.

He left the scene at the first sight of blood.

She would have to deal with this alone.

All this whirling in her mind as her teeth smelling of whiskey bit deep into the bullet

as an out of town surgeon took a saw and amputated the gangrenous leg

tossing it in the pile of so many legs lost by careless and stray shots.

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Write a metaphoric poem - non-rhyming - that does not mention the subject of the poem only refers to it in the framework of the metaphor...let us guess the real subject. Note metaphor is a word comparison of two unlike things, not a description of the thing. 16 line maximum
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batmaninwuhan

Cookie cutter

The ants march by, small, sensitive,

Communicating wildly with their antenna.

Each one carrying mandatory burdens.

Passing by the warrior ants,

With their fierce pincers and obtuseness.

Scurrying around with their little feet.

Burdened anew by things, mostly by the call

For uniform deference to the queen.

How they carry now, the white larvae,

How they must but seldom may and could.

The weak they tear apart with glee

With those sharp mandibles.

Not knowing yet, of the antlions,

Kept ignorant of so much,

Purposely so, it seems to their detriment.

Honing their ferocity and sameness.

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Write a metaphoric poem - non-rhyming - that does not mention the subject of the poem only refers to it in the framework of the metaphor...let us guess the real subject. Note metaphor is a word comparison of two unlike things, not a description of the thing. 16 line maximum
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Rev_Frenchie
• 46 reads

A Mineral

I was fire.

You, water.

I boiled you.

You put me out.

I was light.

You, darkness.

I gave you my energy.

You snuffed me out.

I was dirt.

You, wind.

I dirtied your presence.

You blew me away.

I was the stars.

You, the universe.

I was a small part of you.

You were my world.

I cared.

You, didn’t.

I still care.

You still don’t.

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Write a metaphoric poem - non-rhyming - that does not mention the subject of the poem only refers to it in the framework of the metaphor...let us guess the real subject. Note metaphor is a word comparison of two unlike things, not a description of the thing. 16 line maximum
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EstherFlowers1
• 77 reads

The Problem

Some of the wiser squirrels,

looking down their time-marred noses,

decided (As they sat atop their tested branches,

near their calmly gathered nuts,)

that the young ones were all lazy.

Twitching energetically from their trash-can cheeto-crumbs,

the young ones glared with chagrin at their elders.

They agreed things could be better.

But the problem wasn’t laziness.

The problem wasn’t even (as the young ones figured) greed.

The problem was in circumstance,

And lack of fear for life.

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Write a metaphoric poem - non-rhyming - that does not mention the subject of the poem only refers to it in the framework of the metaphor...let us guess the real subject. Note metaphor is a word comparison of two unlike things, not a description of the thing. 16 line maximum
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Benz
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“20 Years Ago”

I planted a tree.

I prayed it would grow.

I worried about that tree.

When it was young, I had to help it stay strong.

Tying up the branches with sticks and string.

Guiding it through bad weather.

The tree was stubborn.

One day green?

One day wilted?

Once I stopped worrying so much, it grew!

Today it stands 50 feet tall.

Now, it can sustain any wind that blows!

The tree, no longer belongs to me.

I can visit it, but it doesn’t need me anymore.

I miss the tree, planting it and helping it grow?

My greatest accomplishment, by far.

I do not get, or take credit for planting it.

The new owners of the tree?

They don’t know it’s history.

Most will never know it was me.

Except for the tree.

On second thought?

Maybe not?

I think, even the tree forgot?

Sometimes...

Depending on the weather.

Benz

10/5/18

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Write a metaphoric poem - non-rhyming - that does not mention the subject of the poem only refers to it in the framework of the metaphor...let us guess the real subject. Note metaphor is a word comparison of two unlike things, not a description of the thing. 16 line maximum
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WhiteWolfe32
• 58 reads

Monster

Her:

A stab through the heart that doesn’t kill you,

but leaves you to suffer alone.

Those teeth ripping your body to shreds as if it no longer belongs to you

Skin bruising under the abusing

of power that has taken place here

You trusted a monster,

and the monster has just eaten you alive.

Him:

Slice the razors of truth on your arms

cutting into those lies you told

well, truth bites back, and

it hurts.

Another red line, another lie,

another day has passed but you left her alone and she won’t come back.

another cut for the pain you caused.

Why‘d you do it?

For that brief moment of pleasure that you

dont even enjoy anymore

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Write a metaphoric poem - non-rhyming - that does not mention the subject of the poem only refers to it in the framework of the metaphor...let us guess the real subject. Note metaphor is a word comparison of two unlike things, not a description of the thing. 16 line maximum
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The_Duck
• 106 reads

NIGHTCRAWLER.1

It’s the vacant streets,

The hurried feet

Street lights polish quiet terror.

Like beacons I crowd under.

The closest thing to sanity I have

Black water roots like fingers,

Across a mired mind

Uncertainty sewn on swollen feet

Misery with no company,

Pacing endlessly

If everything we see is light?

Oh my shadow,

Why you haunt me at night?

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Write a metaphoric poem - non-rhyming - that does not mention the subject of the poem only refers to it in the framework of the metaphor...let us guess the real subject. Note metaphor is a word comparison of two unlike things, not a description of the thing. 16 line maximum
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JordanPBender
• 46 reads

Underneath

the cinched tight corners

of the upturned crescent

on the face I see an imposter

plastered over hidden upwellings

those tepid surface waters

smothering chilled oceans

of frigid transparency

you have hidden

I can only dip the edge

of my smallest toe

into the shallow warmth

sensing the swirling tide

but, to closely fathom it

they have to submerge themselves

in the darkest depths

of that wicked agony

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Write a metaphoric poem - non-rhyming - that does not mention the subject of the poem only refers to it in the framework of the metaphor...let us guess the real subject. Note metaphor is a word comparison of two unlike things, not a description of the thing. 16 line maximum
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alexcoulter
• 31 reads

Giveaway Title

like flowing water cleansing the soul

feels like magic if its done right

unites people like a treaty done right

like a sunrise for your ears

like peace as close as we can come anyway

like a fresh rasberry ready to be plucked, it waits... for us.

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