I am thinking of sending some of my English poems to a local contest ..help me out please

[UndertheOcean]

English is not my most fluent language , so help me out , which one should I send . I can send 3 , so I will pick the 3 that get the most votes.

ok , here goes

[UndertheOcean]

1. The World , my love

To be disenchanted with the world,
is to know it for the first time.
A moment of imperfect epiphany,
a recollection of what has always been,
yet is no more.

To be enchanted with the world,
is to swim between its waves,
drowning under every crest,
yet still coming up for air.

To be outside the world yet still within it,
that my love,
is another world ,
which may save this one.

[Heidi]

16. This is beautiful

and by far my favorite. Thank you for posting this; you're to be commended for your English. If my Italian and German were as good as your English, I'd be very proud.

[UndertheOcean]

17. Thanks Heidi !

:)

[UndertheOcean]

2. The Purpose Of Life

The purpose of life is to sharpen your eyes,
heighten your senses and alert your mind.

To be ever vigilant in your inner world,
for no one can tell,
when the chance presents itself,
to escape sideways.

[UndertheOcean]

3. What Jesus Yearns For

A speck in her eyes he lies,
A drop between her thighs .

Her womb , a God's abode, he suckles,
point of light,
Christ's first plight.

Her hair , his coffin,
within its waves he drowns,
for our father who is in heaven.

On her nipples ,
a phallic cross he does erect,
For he does not want to resurrect,
just dissolve into the milky wells,
into that beating heart,
to rest between its ripples.

[UndertheOcean]

4. The Old Train of Melbourne

We all should escape to Melbourne,
away from here,
away from people like clocks
their metal clicking,
rusting and ticking
into the asphalt earth.

Here in Melbourne,
a cranky old kind train,
whistles from your childhood dreams
a soothing lullaby that hops across the lake
to caress our tired skin,
gently undressing our roots.

Everything,
including Mr. Train,
and our dreams and summer skin,
breath in awe the presense of the Atlantic,
our home , my birthright,
the dream before this one,
and into which all of this and us awake.
Thats why the air has the colour of drowsiness
just right before waking up.

And, as I sigh,
wondering what use words have,
or what they mean,
sea drops dissolve throughout my being ,
whispering thoroughly:
you are but a shore,
your dreams an ocean bed.
"Just let it be".

[UndertheOcean]

5. Will Loss drown ?

How can you ever be happy
while loss playfully puffs
bubbles into your hair
and caresses your sweet spots.

How can you ever be happy
whilst that innocent child
ever present behind you,
ever washes your deep sunken fear
with its laughter.

Yet , how can you still be sad,
while the chubby lips moisten
your ankles into the creamy dust.

Oh tell me child,
tell me fluently with our tears,
how do I tear your heart out,
and feed it to our thirsty bones.

For I have fallen
and the fallen are my beloved,
and nor your putrid sweetness
or your creating soul,
shall wash away our salt from
your domain.

And when you reach your door,
And in remembrance swim up our echoes,
don't cry for us , don't sob,
don't plant happiness or swallow despair,
just let the winds carry your scents
towards dreams like us yet again,
for the harsh cleansing of dreams
needs awakenings still,and forever,
unless the child drowns in our salt.

[UndertheOcean]

6. Yet alone I am

From all across the water drop,
Endless minds whisper dreams into my eyes,
share what lies beyond my door,
and touch my horizon with their fingertips,
yet alone I am.

From all across the water drop,
rainbows shimmer with the light,
arc towards our heavy hearts,
stretching, they never break,
yet alone I am.

From all across the water drop,
kisses pluck the rosy cheeks,
plant a seed within my blood,
growing ,it nurtures still,
yet alone I am

From all across the water drop,
souls dance upon my fire,
yet still and forever ,
yet still alone I am.

[Bossy Monkey]

10. I like this one best. n/t

[UndertheOcean]

11. Thanks ! , I hope I can get more votes though

[Bossy Monkey]

14. You might have more luck in the DU Writing group

http://www.democraticunderground.com/discuss/duboard.php?az=show_topics&forum=216
It's much slower (so fewer readers) but on the other hand it's much slower (so you won't fall off the front page in an hour-- or a month-- or maybe a year (I didn't scroll down that far)).

If you don't feel like cutting and pasting it all into a new thread, you can alert on yourself and ask the mods to move the thread to the Writing group. If they're not busy, they might.

[Dr. Strange]

12. I'm with Bossy Monkey.

I like this one.

[UndertheOcean]

13. Man , this is the least one I like . So it was a good idea after all to ask

for the opinion of others.

[UndertheOcean]

7. Lullaby To My Heart

Awaken my heart , awaken,
Do not tremble for you will not be forsaken,
Truth will not forget you ,
Nor the ages forbid you
from sailing past the moon.

And if moonlight dares to pierce you,
remember it does not despise you,
it simply does not care ,
for bleeding hearts and broken masts,
of either friend or foe,
it only seeks to grow.


Sleep my heart , oh sleep,
lay down , forget how to weep.
After the stars and beyond the curtains,
no light shall dare,
to illuminate your wounds,
or tell of your despair.

[UndertheOcean]

8. I guess that is it . I have some that need typing in , but I am not in the mood right now.

take care.

[UndertheOcean]

9. This is sinking fast and no replies , is it really that bad ?

[UndertheOcean]

15. kickeroo n/t