Monday, April 20, 2015

Fourth Place

Hood Lies

What are hood lies you
ask of me
They are the things that are hidden as truths and let be
They are
the stagnant type of lies
That make youth believe that they cannot fly
stands on the corner dishing out dope
Getting them hooked on false dreams with
little hope
It rides in a brand new car, fresh shiny and clean
Steals them
from school never to further their dreams

It sells young girls false hope of
being video queens, models and dancers
It makes it rain on their dreams like
dollars for dances
The dollar for dances life gets old, leaving young girls
feeling beat-down and old
Once involved in this life, it's hard to escape
the dollar for dances riches are thrown directly in their face
It tells young
people lies like they will never fly
But gives them dope instead to make them
It destroys all their beautiful dreams
Try to recover and move on is
almost impossible it seems

Burnt out faces, empty eyes and blank spaces
lies destroys many races
No it doesn't pick or choose
Hood lies just hopes
you're weak, and willing to lose
It will put you in a casket or in a jail
You be living in you own personal type of hell

It tells you now to
never dream of being free
Cause you're a slave to the dope and hood lies are
It directly and indirectly destroys all of our lives
For we are connected
by the fabric of hood lies
So don't fall prey to Hood Lies in your
Understand it takes no prisoners, and leaves you to die

©2015 Delores Almond

 About the Author Delores Almond
Delores Almond is a native of Detroit, Michigan who currently resides in Virginia. Delores occasionally performs "open mic" in and around the DC, Virginia area.  She  is currently working on a collection of poems and short stories which she hopes to release in the coming months.

Thursday, April 16, 2015

Third Place

 Out of the Box

Tick… Tock… Out of the box-
   Solidify the emptiness of this enclosure.
   Shattered mirrors self- esteem
   Are we all just living in a dream?
   Broken promises full of lies,
   Hatred, scorn, and sin rage on.

Tick…Tock… Out of the box-
   Reveal the contents tucked inside
   A rose so red, a symbol of my love
   Doves flying on a breath of fresh air.
   Happiness floating everywhere!
   Affectionate, resounding joy and praise,
   This my friend will truly amaze!

Tick… Tock… Out of the box-
   Cast judgement if you must!
   Sealed tight and sprung into the light…
A convergence of all things right or wrong.
Unwrapped, unfoiled, and sent straight to you.
Waiting to be discovered anew.

Tick… Tock… Tick- open the box quick
   Touched by the hands of time…
               YOU’RE FINALLY EXPOSED!

©2015 Carmen Borrero

About the Author Carmen Borrero

Tick…Tock… Carmen is out of the box! Unleashing my passion for creative expressionism, my works have been recognized both locally in my community and on a national level. This marks the second consecutive year, both submitting and placing in the Political Poet’s Annual Contest. I extend heartfelt gratitude to my family, friends, and the world around me. My eyes have been kept open with love, support, true awakenings, and endless possibilities! I reside in Columbus, GA. Yet, you can find me alongside the banks of the Chattahoochee River enjoying the breath-taking views of nature’s finest- when not at my place of employment or the local baseball diamond!

Monday, April 13, 2015

Second Place

The Raven
(Erasure from Poe)

I muttered Nothing more.
Bleak December wrought
its ghost vainly
Purple curtains—darkness there.
I stood burning.
Ebony bird
one burden bore:  dirges
of Never swung
by seraphim.
Black plume floating
on the floor.

©2015 Taunja Thomson

About the Author Taunja Thomson
My poetry has appeared in The Cincinnati Poets’ Collective, The Cincinnati Poetry Review, The Licking River Review, The Aurorean (2014), Lime Hawk Collective Arts Journal (2015), Really System (2015), Squalorly (2015), and Wild Age Press (2015).  My poem “Seahorse and Moon” was nominated for the Pushcart Award in 2005.  The Cahaba River Journal will feature my work in its 2015 spring and summer editions.  I have a writer’s page on Facebook at
I reside in Kentucky with my husband and seven cats, where I practice collage craft, terrarium creation, and water gardening.