skrew, im gonna rip off/refrence a bunch of far more talented people than me on this

in order from our sun
The one who warms a summer's day,
for which was compare
to a lady fair ,
Is the planet mercury
who sends letters to roman gods.

And last is pseudo planet pluto
a glory for alliterations.
one thing that can be said about it
is that it can be discerned.
that on its shores you are,
when e're you feel it's distinctive bark
and then you know
that "we on pluto!"

i did it for humor and less for beuty. cudos to those who get all the refrences and i hope i chart this time. i expect i'll be the only one to use this tongue in cheek method, but then mine refrences so much that it's no longer origonal, and it's not particularly well written. oh well i still hope i win.

And Waluigi returns, if maybe for a brief time.

A massive ball of flaming gas
lights the black abyss.
A centerpiece, quite hard to miss,
even in one quick pass.

For these giants are just dust
in this great universe,
And so myself I most coerce
that living life is not a bust.

The rhymes got worse at the end. I guess that's what I get for being off poetry writing for all of several months.

Round closes tonight at 11:59pm EST. Judging will be later this week.

Its me again. the great thinker. what shall i write about today? hmmm... i know! how about the solar system! great idea TopRank_, why thank you TopRank_. well anyway, here goes

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a gauntlet of diamonds.
rubies, emeralds, sapphire.
in a darkness. weightless.
black. like a ravens beak
giants that defy description.
round. glowing. eternal.
are they gods? fickle gods.
composed of dust, gas, and fire.
they are not gods.
they are but mere disciples.
the true master. is far more frightening.
beautiful. a raging inferno. without the rage.
a topaz. far larger than the would be gods.
far more powerful. an intensity beyond mortal description.
is it a god? among the others. the gentle, incredible giants. yes.
this fire. a globe of raw energy in its purest form. the master. the god.
the god is benevolent to those partway between far and near.
the god is spiteful to those nearest.
and the god is uninvolved with the ones furthest.
is anything else? is the god all encompassing? is this heaven? no.
for the god among giants.

is a speck.

Gah...judge please.......

Gah...judge please.......

I suppose you missed the words "judging will be later this week". If you didn't allow me to explain why judging takes a few days. First, I read each poem seperately to see how it flows and what each poem envokes, at seperate times in order to give each a fair assessment. Then I put that all on the back burner in order to take a more critical view at the structure and grammar. Then,I wait until the next day to do it again. Then I post after writing an assessment of the top three poems.

3rd Place: DrElmer

The poem is extremely short, and therefore there is little for me to say in terms of critique. However, with such few words you did manage to capture the human element within the solar system and out limits within it. However, I encourage that you expand upon the theme at greater length, or at least a few more lines, if only to flush out the ideas and theme more concretely.

2nd Place: waluigi

As you said the rhymes to become more strained as the poem continues. Furthermore, this affects the flow and metre of the poem, causing some problems in how one should read it. Structurally your poem is sound, and it reflects the theme in a very physical manifestation. While I applaud your diction and your efforts to spice up your poem I would have prefered something a little more restrained. I feel the poem would have been more effective with a simpler choice of vocabulary, however, you do add a sense of grandness, so there is a trade off. Overall a good job.

1st Place and Winner: TopRank_

Congratulations. Your poem has an very strong emotional and psycological imagery. Your description is rather varying and I found it to be distracting at times. Howevere, the most ingenious portion of the poem is the question of existence, and that of god. I found these to have a theological feel to them, which worked extremely well despite the theme being something naturally scientific. My major criticism is your grammar and punctuation. Your lack of capitalization and jarring halts with periods, and lack of commas, semicolons causes this poem to lose a lot of potential. I strongly suggest you brush up upon such things should you enter in the future. Yet, despite all this the poem is extremely well put together.

The next theme shall be: Sword and Sorcery

I would like to put the poetry contest back on a ten day per round scheduel, therefore the deadline is: August 22, 2012.

Sword and Sorcery? Can't wait! Any specifics?

Back with a curtal sonnet. You can picture this in any era you want; personally, I prefer the Warring States Period in ancient China.

The Hermit's Cackle
I will not proudly wave my country's flag
Nor bow in vassalage unto my lord.
I will not conjure up a single charm
For petty conflicts when republics brag.
I will not draw my sharpened skillful sword
To bring a foreign stranger any harm.

You see, when long ago I made my name,
Your foppish father feared my martial craft.
Though all I gained had all been stripped away,
Somehow, in banishment I found no shame.
In fact, I could have laughed.

People should get to know more about Chinese history, thank you Parsat!

Though I don't think there were republics at all ehe.