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Periodic Poetry Contest - Theme: Touch of Truth (Page 390, due Jan. 28)

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Posted Dec 8, '12 at 8:17am

Maverick4

Maverick4

6,891 posts

Trumping

Around the world and back again,
We'll march until we reach the end.
By trumping trumping trumping
Trumping trumping trumping 'round.
Our feet we'll stamp into the ground,
But purpose here can taint be found.
Just trumping trumping trumping
Trumling trumping 'round!

 

Posted Dec 8, '12 at 8:19am

Maverick4

Maverick4

6,891 posts

Trumping

Around the world and back again,
We'll march until we reach the end.
By trumping trumping trumping
Trumping trumping trumping 'round.
Our feet we'll stamp into the ground,
But purpose here can taint be found.
Just trumping trumping trumping
Trumping trumping trumping 'round!
__________
Version two. Realized I botched the last line.

 

Posted Dec 9, '12 at 7:59am

nichodemus

nichodemus

13,242 posts

Knight

Right, I swear I'll do one. After the jet lag wears off.

PS. Theme seems morose, now that John is gone.

 

Posted Dec 11, '12 at 1:58am

Parsat

Parsat

2,223 posts

I was unaware that John left. :( I do love kawaii AG.

 

Posted Dec 13, '12 at 2:58pm

MagicTree

MagicTree

773 posts

Elephants.

Elephants.
Some smell.
Those are Smell-ephants.
Some ring bells.
They are Bell-ephants.
Some live in hell.
Those are Hell-ephants,

But what if they like food?
Then they are Food-lephants.
What about naughty ones?
Well, they are Rude-lephants.
What about male elephants?
They are Dude-lephants.
And if they are grumpy...
They are Mood-lephants!

There are many different types of elephants,
but the greatest is John's!
Please don't leave John,
Of you we are so, so fond!

 

Posted Dec 15, '12 at 4:07pm

Parsat

Parsat

2,223 posts

Hi guys, I'm going to be offering an extension until Wednesday, December 19. Have fun!

 

Posted Dec 18, '12 at 4:58pm

ChromeDeathRazor

ChromeDeathRazor

385 posts

The Elephant Graveyard

The land was filled with hazes of dread and death.
Prickly bones and sickly tones were scattered all across the land.
This land was where grand beasts came to an end.
When the time comes, one by one the tusked beasts laid down.
The wait was long but it was never wrong, as they sang a song before before they're gone.
Whence the time comes, the dance of the scavengers commence
Bit by bit and nibble by nibble the flesh of the great beasts were reclaimed to nature.
And when they are nothing but bones, its time for the scavengers to go home to the lone of darkness
They wait in their holes, waiting for beasts to grow old and gold for the picking

(Hope you guys like my dark poem... Its relatively my first poem as I am not really a poem guy... But heck, its my first time here!)

 

Posted Dec 19, '12 at 1:23am

nichodemus

nichodemus

13,242 posts

Knight

I slumped, drinking greedily from the bottle,
Singing about the light hearted stimulant,
Frowned upon by followers of the Gospel,
And started seeing a myriad of pink elephants.

Eyes filled with disco ball sparks,
Waltzing in blissful merriment,
Tripping over the sofa in the dark,
Cursed as I fell like an elephant.

Evening heat permeates, with the blinds drawn,
Smelt the spicy scent of her perfume,
One that I disregarded for far too long,
The sad little elephant sleeping in the room.

Watched her flickering silhouette,
The candle flickers like my regret,
Flowers, so she'll never be upset,
But an elephant never forgets.

The woman is not fat, it's just an affectionate term.

 

Posted Dec 19, '12 at 2:28am

nichodemus

nichodemus

13,242 posts

Knight

Now at least you have 3 entries Parsat :P

 

Posted Dec 19, '12 at 2:30am

nichodemus

nichodemus

13,242 posts

Knight

Or 4. God, I can count! Anyway, I changed a word or two.

I slumped, drinking greedily from the bottle,
Singing about the light hearted stimulant,
Frowned upon by followers of the Gospel,
And started seeing a myriad of pink elephants.

Eyes filled with disco ball sparks,
Waltzing in blissful merriment,
Tripping over the sofa in the dark,
Cursed as I fell like an elephant.

Evening heat permeates, with the blinds drawn,
Smelt the spicy scent of her perfume,
One that I disregarded for far too long,
The sad little elephant sleeping in the room.

Watched her flickering silhouette,
The candle fades unlike my regret,
Flowers, so she'll never be upset,
But an elephant never forgets.