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1. Make sure your work is 100% original. Please don't copy someone else's work.
2. You may write any kind of poem!
3. Stick to the round's current theme.
4. No offensive/lewd material. Let's keep things family friendly.
5. You may submit as many poems as you like.
6. Each round will last a month.
7. Everyone's work will be judged at the end of each round.
8. The runner up shall receive a merit.
9. The winner shall receive a merit and the right to choose the next round's theme.
1. Title your poem
2. Write down as many lines as you like, depending on the style of your poem
The Current Theme
Round 6's theme will be "Secrets".
Ends Feb 24, 2017.
Round 1 "A Day In The Life": Doombreed
Round 2 "War": coleslaw35
Round 3 "Memory": wolf1991
Round 4 "Consequences of Honesty": BlueEyedBlondie
Round 5 "Forgiveness": Last4Skull
Round 6 "Secrets": ...
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The smoke and fire of shooting guns
Beneath the lead-gray sky.
Survival here is victory
But soldiers always die.
The colours of the uniforms
By blood of martyrs stain'd.
The uniforms may differ
But the blood is just the same.
A sentinel. A forest.
The smell of autumn leaves.
He looks through his binoculars
And a man is what he sees.
An enemy! "Who goes there!?"
No answer is required.
He aims and shoots, the soldier falls
Face down before a pine.
The sentinel approaches
And turns the corpse around.
He sees his elder brother's face.
He died without a sound.
Why would I want to fight with you,
When you're a human being too?
Why would I want to make you bleed
When you have many kids to feed?
I have a way to turn things round:
Two lines, why don't you read them 'loud?
The sun is shining from above!
Forget the hate! and feel the love!
Hope on a Pole
Survivors of the war, they deserve an award.
Terrible things happened, some men disappered.
One man standing awkward like a wandering star,
Planting a flag surrounded by all who deceased.
No one can forget atrocity, they just try to rebuild their city.
Endless cycle of pain , they just need to refrain.
Endure is a necessity, the real key is in unity.
Despite the rain , they work together for sustain.
Watching from their submission, threat stand in the horizon.
Army of men waiting, for an occasion of striking.
Ravage and destruction, today aren't the solution.
Ending the cycle of pain, today they break their chains.
Nothing ill will remaining on the hill, just a flag is floating.
Did you see on the cane? next to white their hope remain!
(I expected to make a "Sonnet" in "alexandrin" rythmic and in a "calligrame" style, a weird mix I agree xD ! It was really hard for me xD It's not my native language, so I tried to do my best on it, I hope I write what I expected to say x'). And by the way Congratz all ! I've read all of your entries, really nice work!!) [Edit of the 5 days ago post , I mispelled one word and I can't edit it].
It is now finally the end of the second round. Thank you for all those who have participated. I will now start judging the entries. Thanks everyone!
Everyone's entries were so amazing. I had a hard time choosing. In fact, the more I reread some poems, the more I grew to appreciate them. Thank you so much to everyone who participated. Because of the amount of entries in this round, I will be choosing two runners ups and a single winner. Congratulations to those who have won.
Every day faced with decisions,
How hard can it be?
These poems and their revisions,
Which is the winning entry?
I've been told it was this,
I've been told it was that,
I read them and clench my fist
While I ponder as I sat.
These poems are very deserving,
of more than just a merit,
My emotions I am reserving
For the winner's reward inherit,
Which will I pick?
So many to choose from,
And I cannot be too strict,
So I have become stumped
Alas, I have found the one,
I have been researching and now I am done.
The Emotional War
Wars arent always fought by legions of men,
But sometimes by the demons within.
The mind can be a curious place,
Bringing joy or even great disgrace.
The emotions are sometimes a powerful foe,
Capable of beating you very low.
Anger, Sorrow, Guilt
These demons can destroy all that you've built.
The battle against these is long;
For the adversary is quite strong.
But if you hold on to everything dear,
And never give in to the feeling of fear,
You might, just might, be able to destroy,
These evil demons' little ploy.
In the end if you do not fail,
You will be able to lift the veil.
Now seeing the light, you now have hope,
That no longer you will go down that slippery slope.
When wars go on inside your head,
the demons will now lose to you instead.
You have showed how different wars can be, and how some wars are fought internally. Yes the mind is always under constant stress, and most people have to deal with their own demons. It seems like you've taken the word "war", and instead of literally describing it, you've turned it into something more creative. Props to you for displaying war in such a unique way.
Not Quiet on the Western Front
Brazen sun looks down.
Mud and gore slurry beneath.
Pitted no-mans land.
Weary silence breaks.
Pray to God your shelter holds.
Bunker down: survive.
Opposing guns roar.
Whistling, thudding, booming stun.
Tsunamis of earth.
'Ware the poison clouds.
Blackened lungs no longer breathe.
Faces, bloated blue.
This bombardment ends.
Pile up those dead and injured.
Prepare for the next.
I loved the use of Haikus in this one. Simple, yet telling a story of how soldiers have to survive a round of bombings. You're poem described a scenario in detail while maintaining it's own unique structure of haikus put together. You painted a picture in my mind of how war can be. A single image described in detail. Good job!
The Overall Winner:
Blood of Oil, Tears of Bullets, Hearts of Ice
The greatest folly of mankind,
And the most potent of all, I find.
On oil and steel these countries dine,
So that they may push to the Volga or Rhine.
Nationalism takes hold, the people sing,
Awaiting orders from their "righteous" king.
To nations bordered and afar,
Guns, bullets, and death they bring.
War carried out, casualties mount up
As more men equip their bullpups.
Death and destruction
They pour into their cups.
Victory and defeat, both in sight.
Neither country fully right.
But each combatant continues on
In order to finish their horrid fight.
Over the hills and plains men walk,
Their eyes, focused, like hawks.
Professors of combat, their guns chalk.
To the enemy's capital for a lecture they flock.
Men, young and old,
For their country they are bold.
To kill and conquer they are told.
And so their hearts grow arctic cold.
Or so they believed
For there was no winning
When families grieved
Maimed, yet no crutch
All that is gained,
Well, not much.
Widows and children, pained
Mothers and fathers, tear stained
War, but a bane.
On history a smudge is placed
Of which wishes to be erased
A time of bayonets affixed
An era of hostilities to never be fixed
Eventually forgotten, the memory is erased
Until one day an old minefield faced
War's fetid aftertaste.
I've chosen this poem as the winner because it was grand, it was epic, and it told the story of war really well. There was no favorite part, but instead just a poem that shocked me into reflecting how hard war could be for people and country. There was also a nice rhyming pattern and rhythm to the poem, while at the same time displaying your wide vocabulary. I can see the effort you put into this poem. Great job!
A round of applause to the winners. I've been reading the poems from the moment they were posted, which gave me more than enough time to appreciate every single entry. The hard part was choosing which ones would win. Thank you everyone to who participated and a job well done.
@coleslaw35 please now select round 3's theme. Thank you!
Great! Thank you so much! There were so many great poems, I'm surprised mine was chosen.
As for the theme... Gosh, a hard thing to conjure.
How about Memory? I can see quite a few ways this can be put into prose.
Great the next round starts now and ends on October 25th!
The chosen theme is Memory!
I am honored to be one of the 2 runners up!
and a big congrats to @KatPryde and @coleslaw35 !!!
now i know that if i try hard enough, i have what it takes for the future rounds
Onwards towards Round 3!
this should be fun!
Also, shoutout to @huwbert2013 I thought his entry was very funny.
Merits have been given hopefully! Let me know if the winners have not been given their prizes.
i have 2 merits, and i have no clue where either one came from... O.o
did i get 1 for being a runner-up?
@popington Check your email, you'll be able to see where they came from and for what reason.
i checked my profile settings. receiving an email for merits was turned off.
though a have another idea.
i won the spring picto-hunt a few months ago (came in second i think because i answered after the first person) would i get a merit for that?
if i got one for the spring picto-hunt and if i got one for the runner up in the poetry, then that would probably be why i have 2 merits.
do you guys think that is why?
I gave you the other one for being helpful on KoT I think. @popington
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