I have been noticing a lot of poetry on the site recently, and I thought it would be nice to have a friendly little poetry competition. There will be a weekly theme, and the entries will be judged by one of the moderators or administrators. This week's theme will be "Water." The deadline is Saturday, August 2nd. The winner will be awarded 25 Armor Points.
"Well, an artist always has to be flexible, and able to accomplish the task at hand, no matter what. You really can't force an artist to do anything. An artist decides their topic, because they believe it to be great in value. Thats why most fiction books are just so dumb. They are just done for money and they turn out as crap."
In acting or stage performances that would be called method or fluid performing style. The method is just releasing your own emotions into your artwork, the counter-positive would be Mechanical which is off of script with no connection.
Method can skrew with people a lot but if your good at either you can succeed. I prefer a mix, but of course flexibility is a good thing at that.
This is still the water contest. The contest will end on August 2nd and the judging will take place on the 3rd. A new contest will begin on Monday the 4th.
Water.. Wait--- Water ?? We drink it, right? Or does it seem to matter? As I can see, in our planet, it's the only element, That seem to give one's life some refreshment..
It puts out the fire, to say the least, And can make our lives a happy feast.. But can you handle the heat, That's your life that you can't repeat?
As it gracefully dances, It could wash away dog feces.. So tell me now, except with the latter, Are you drinking 8 glasses of water?
Blue is is the color of the ocean's depth and sky, Blue is the color of everything high. Blue is color of the Earth from outer space, Blue is the color of a whale's place. Blue is the color of ponds and rivers, and the color of frozen livers. It is true, And that is why I can't stop thinking about Blue!
Hey what's up tuna? I finally got an account Here's my poem
A single drop falls and ripples Becoming one with the present water No way to tell a difference To see the beginning, or the end For they are one and are the same
Falling down into the puddle That is where all things must go A single drop melds into the rest Rejoined again with water old
No distinction from all else That is what the watcher sees So why the choice of one or another Theyâre all the same within a sea
Surface tension pulls together That is how I feel of you No reason for these feelings Weâre just together in a room
Itâs falling now to join the others But not alone, fall two by two Why this happens I cannot know All I know is to be with you
Sorry this poem is slightly off topic, but it was the closest that I could find in my stash of poems. It isn't exactly about water, it is a love poem that uses water as an analogy. There are so many people in the world and we all have petty little stereotypes and labels to categorize ourselves, but really we are all just human beings and the only differences between us are the traditions that we grew up with (we are all just water melded together). The feeling related in this poem is that the person speaking understands this concept, and is saying that none of it matters. The only thing that matters is when love is felt between two people, and they should hold onto it. lol kinda lovey dovey, but whatever there it is
oh ok, J4son, and yes it is original, in fact it's posted on poetry.com; search Marlowe Haws(my actual name); it is the poem called "A Falling Drop". Hey quick question for whoever, I've only just barely joined this site and I was wondering how do you change your picture?
