Ouija by Vlad Teodor Pectu

Yesterday’s voting results are in, so let’s give a big congratulations to Vlad Teodor Petcu and his poem, Ouija. You can find the original here, on his blog.

Thank you to all the poets who joined in with the prompt this week. There will be a new prompt on Monday, and remember, regardless of how we pick a winner, all entries are considered for the upcoming issue of the magazine.


Ouija

A voice from the shadows fills the air
It freights the heart and puts rational mind to despair
Her words come blunt, truthfully and weighty
Heed the sapience even when is naughty

Graphics and symbols engraved
On paths shady enlightened
By magic of the fallen paved
With gates and keepers darkened

A band of spirits the deed enact
So the mortals can contact
The undead and the departed
The unknown….and the retarded

God and Satan are debating
If it’s the echo of a forgery
But we find them guns calibrating
When the naked truth reveals its mystery

Science and religion are antiques
When developing new techniques
Thru mists and witchcraft you are reborn
By the gracious god’s quill and his sinning thorn

Fathom everything with grace
While you seek the god
No mask can hide your taint
But for getting his embrace
Enthrall the perky muse on the forsaken rod
To rotten the new aphrodisiac saint

There is the foulest of decisions
When waste becomes from diamonds and gold
The corpse of the quill carries obsessions
Everyone will greedy taste
Panting hard and deep losing their chaste
As you, with last breath, to him thy soul you’ve sold

Your body is a vestige of a primal
Hymn of tears, death, and blood
Into a ravishing juice melting grotesque
Of delirious ambrosia and acidic nectar
When is caressed and bitten feral
Bones are cleaned to the thrill an exotic mood
Offered on the boiled altar
Horny-skinned token of unholy picturesque

Game Prompt: Voting

It’s been awhile since we’ve done voting on poetry, so I’m excited to see everyone coming out for their favorites. This voting is ONLY for this week. Remember to share and visit one another’s work. The poet with the highest number of votes will have their poem featured here tomorrow morning and will be entered as a submission for the upcoming magazine issue.

Our prompt this week was to use the word “game,” as the word itself or the theme of it. We had some great entries, so good luck and we’ll see you next Monday with a new prompt.

A New Year, A New Look, A New Prompt, A New Issue

We’re talking all sorts of  new here.

It’s a brand new year. I’ll be scribbling out 2015 on all my paperwork for the next few weeks. I may even remember to write a ‘6’ at some point this month. I mean, the possibilities are endless.

The Reverie Journal got a new look (from Book Genesis). I guess it’s easier to improve the look of a website, versus improve the look of the numbers on my bathroom scale…-le sigh-

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From the outside looking in | Poetry Prompt

Thanks everyone for spending time with us during this holiday season. For those who celebrate Happy Hanukkah and for everyone else, I hope your day is filled with happiness.

 

Today’s poetry prompt is about the holidays. Let’s start this season with a bang. Take a holiday memory and write a poem about it from an outside observer’s perceptions. Choose any holiday and any kind of memory whether it’s near and dear to your heart or totally inconsequential.

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