Poetry Selections from the End of Summer Poetry Contest: Including MissMWriter, Illumine the Stars, Balroop2013, Heather Pfeifle, A Writer’s Soul, and Castorblog

As you all know, I am thrilled with how the End of Summer Poetry Contest concluded and to keep the fun going, I’ve decided to continue sharing some of my favorite submissions.

 (These do not come in any specific order or ranking.)

Here we go!

From MissMWriter, we have “The Summer of Lost”

“The air is hot.

The floor is sticky.

One fan in the front.

One fan in the back.

Stuck in the middle

of this wind turbine . . .” (Finish Reading and Click Here!)

 

From Illumine the Stars, we have “Always”

“They say,

“seasons come and go,”

but we made one last.

The summer of ’99

It was just us,

walking hand in hand . . .” (Finish Reading and Click Here!)

 

From Balroop2013, we have “Summer Love”

“In awe I looked at you
And the shimmering dew
Bashful beauty allured green shade
In your welcome they all swayed

When you tiptoed in. . .” (Finish Reading and Click Here!)

From Heather Pfeifle, we have “One Last Walk with Grandma”

“Come walk with me one last time; take me by the hand,

Let both your feet sink deep into the sand.

Listen to the ocean waves roll in with the tide,

Watch the blazing sunset as you stand close by my side.

Hear the seagulls cry out, telling us goodnight. . .” (Finish Reading and Click Here!)

 

From A Writer’s Soul, we have “The Magic of Us”

Let the breeze blow your hair back,
Let your top roll back; throw your hair back as you laugh into the wind.
We’ve been here before,
My hand in yours, southern magnolia weaved in your hair just some kind of way,
Singing to the stars, riding the waves of the next adventure,
And there’s nowhere I’d rather be.

Misty eyed and hazy lets get drunk under the serenaded stars,
Throwing the bottle back and making wishes that will never come true,
But God, we act like they will.
The moon rises as you put your lips on mine,
Soft and gentle as a ripple in the lake where we first met,
The one where the sun would filter through the trees just so,
And the water would reflect all that glitters and dances on the mirage…
Next to the fields we would sway in, watching those fireflies dance around us,
Casting a soft light on our interlocked bodies,
Never knowing how we ended up so lost in each other…But I’m getting lost in thought,

Reminiscing on the way we were in the summer heat,
Lazy and wrapped up in nothing but each other . . .” (Finish Reading HERE!)

From Castorblog, we have “Demento Mori”

“long has the heat covered the pain
night after night again and again

with every raindrop a tear I can spare
feelings unravel in darkness I stare

feeling like ice in the late summer spinn
a dementor. . .” (Finish Reading and Click Here!)

 

And that is the finale of the End of Summer Poetry Contest! Thank you again to everyone who participated, liked, commented, reblogged, and overall just really elevated this entire experience.

100 house points to all of you!