Battle of the Poems 2019: Day 3

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Sorry the third Battle of the Poems installment is late. I had to drive to Denver yesterday, which is about 130 miles from home, making for an approximate 260-mile round trip. Then I had to write my Insecure Writers' Support Group post and get back to my regular activities, by which point I was toast.

So, without further ado, here are today's contenders!

Poem #5
Antonymic Bomb

adored abhorred
beloved bedeviled
cherished castoff
delightful devil
embraceable evil
fortunate fiend
great goblin
honored hated
idolized ignored
joyful jerk
kind killer
lovely leech
meticulous mess
nice neer-do-well
open obstruction
pleasant prat
quiet quarrel
righteous rogue
sweet scallawag
tidy tawdry
unforgettable understrapper
vital vampire
wholesome wagtail
xylographing xenomorphs
yeomanly yobbos
zesty zombies


Poem #6
Blitzing Open the Way

open the door
open the way
way to go
way way out

out you get
out of here
here you go
here you are

are you awake
are you sleeping
sleeping alone
sleeping in

in your bed
in your head
head on out
head on down

down the shaft
down the stairs
stairs to the attic
stairs to the street

street with no name
street leading away
away from this place
away from this town

town with no heart
town with no prospects
prospects for gold
prospects for growth

growth of a weed
growth of a flower
flower of love
flower of power

power over others
power corrupts
corrupts the soul
corrupts society

society thrives
society crumbles
crumbles to ruin
crumbles to dust

dust my broom
dust off my old boots
boots made for walking
boots walk all over you

you are my dream
you are my sorrow
sorrow fills my voice
sorrow fills my heart


And there you have 'em!
Yesterday's selections ended up in a tie. 
I'm looking forward to seeing what happens today.
I appreciate both of my voters in this contest. 



  1. There are two Poem #6 today, each with the same title. The second speaks loudest to me.

    1. Nah, I just need to put down the crack pipe. I fixed it. It should read less like it was written by a gibbering rabid Cthulhu Mythos cultist now, although it was.
      I had a horrible night last night. I kept trying to finish chapters of the book I've been reviewing, kept falling asleep sitting up and biting my tongue when my head hit my chest.


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