Space Contest Voting Thread 2

Voting Poll 2

  • TheDR4KE

    Votes: 3 20.0%
  • d7dlp0

    Votes: 0 0.0%
  • Angeline

    Votes: 9 60.0%
  • lickmyboot

    Votes: 0 0.0%
  • perky_baby

    Votes: 2 13.3%
  • _Land

    Votes: 1 6.7%
  • Nomadic Lady

    Votes: 0 0.0%

  • Total voters
    15

WickedEve

save an apple, eat eve
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Here's the second group! Thank you all for participating!
 
TheDR4KE

Space

Insufficient space
to express
what I need to express:
myself

My self.
Thoughts and ideas,
urges, memories and blood:
aflame

A flame.
Fire of passion
burns in the
nothing.

No thing.
I am not what I express
but from where it comes:
space
 
d7dlp0

Space,
It's all alone mine.
It is my microcosm
where "I" take place.
We are all born with it.
Forever unable to misplace it.

It's the place where, emotionally,
I store my baggage.
Proving true, THAT old tired addage.

Space, It truly will be
My final frontier.
 
Angeline

Spaced Out

Sun Ra said that space is the place.
He got that right.
Space is the place where I’d like to be.
Uncluttered and peaceful I’m free:
put up my feet, spread my papers and books
Not have to put up with those looks.

You know what I mean?
J’accuse, Mommie Dearest!
Get outta my way! That’s where
I’m playing with Legos today.
Ok. So the couch then. Nope,
I guess not; Barbie lives there,
and the little snot with the body
has more clothes than me:
Barbie couture from Dior and Gucci!

If I try to sit at the other end,
Oh the things with which my poor
Tushy must fend. Very small shoes
In plastic, by dozens, designed for
Barbie and her forty odd cousins,
Demented toddlers, most with no hair,
Looking slightly befouled they await
The stray foot at the top of the stair.

Maybe the kitchen is where I can be
But one look and I’m bitchin because
I see dead juice boxes
Scattered about, empty cheese stick
Wrappers and close by the snout
Of my dog, O God help me
Another small shoe, which I
Wrestle away before she can chew.

I flee to the bathroom.
Just give me some space! But what
Do I see in my last hiding place?
The final frontier? Peering up
From the top of the hamper
All slick and agleam:
The “Get Organized Catalogue”
And all I can think as around me
My world continues to shrink is
In space, no one can hear you scream.
 
lickmyboot

my space contribution
Hee! Hee! Here's my Star Trek *Pooku

tricorder reading
Bones squatting, fingers probing
sourly, "He's dead, Jim."

*please note this description was coined by someone infinitely more creative than myself on another thread spouting off definitions of haiku--for those literalist bogged in symantics, I offer this...all my 'haiku' is pooku.

Thanku

lickmyboot
 
perky_baby

So many
Possibilities
And thoughts streak through my mind
Causing ache
Excruciating without you
 
_Land

The Look of your uncaring face
Lines of hatred deeply set
Stinging words, bitterness
all that’s left


Ten long years
pain and treachery
what is love
nothing given

I’m tired
lonely
deep in need
trapped in some twilight zone of marital bliss

Goodbye bitch
what’s left to say
get lost
I’m though with you

I pack my bags
I go out the door
Finding freedom
drifting space
 
Nomadic Lady

there is vast space above me
each shimmer of the stars
puts a smile on my face

there is a need for my space
where I go to grow
puts a smile on my face

there is a space that yearns for you
come my love
put a smile on my face
 
Voting will end Sunday night. Winner will be officially announced later that night or Monday morning.
 
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