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First, I will post the overall rules, and then I will post the specifics about this week.
Original rules, as stated by Ubertuna:
It must fit the week's theme.
It must be submitted by the deadline.
It cannot have inappropriate language in it.
It cannot be stolen (if you plagiarize, we will find you).
SEVEN AT THE GOLDEN SHOVEL.
We real cool. We
Left school. We
Lurk late. We
Strike straight. We
Sing sin. We
Thin gin. We
Jazz June. We
Die soon.
Yes I really did get ninja'd. I was looking for that last word for a long time. I also changed themes a lot. The first time I saw it was the next day since I posted it and left pretty quickly.
Assassination
Gunshots fired
Loud thunderous cracks
Our leader has fallen
Murder
Deception
Lust and desire. . .
Fornications of strangers!
Anger and murderous thoughts. . .
Cheating.
Righto...
Gold Medal
Deception
Lust and desire. . .
Fornications of strangers!
Anger and murderous thoughts. . .
Cheating.
by Choazmachine
Congratulations on winning first(although you shaved it very finely with the timing). Contact Carlie for your merit, if you would like it to be critiqued, you may request it in my comments. Also; I am now offering critiques via Private Messaging, as I understand some people do not want it to be public(I think).
Silver Medal
Clouds
Beautiful, somber
Passing over worlds
Pride, grief, all one
Sky
by Thyll
Congratulations on getting silver(there's nothing wrong with second place, and it was very close; like the Canada-United States Olympic game...coolest EVAR!). If you would like it to be critiqued, you may request it on my profile. Also; I am now offering critiques via Private Messaging, as I understand some people do not want it to be public(I think).
Bronze Medal
Snow
Cold, white
Falling to ground
Happy, eternal, beautiful, powerful
Blizzard
by TheCheeseMaker
Congratulations on getting third(regardless of the theme discrepancy; did you know, that before Beast, someone actually already made a snowflake poem? Yup!). If you would like it to be critiqued, you may request it on my profile. Also; I am now offering critiques via Private Messaging, as I understand some people do not want it to be public(I think).
Honorable Mentions
It seems, unfortunately, that some people had a misunderstanding about the Cinquain thing. Let me be clear; it must follow the format shown in the link precisely, including the word type, not just the word count. There were some excellent poems out there disqualified due to that. The cinquain format is as follows:
Subject(1 Word)
Adjectives About Subject(2 Words)
Verbs(3 Words)
How The Subject Makes You Feel(4 Words)
Subject(1 Word)
Faith
Certain uncertainty
Derive hope, love
Unto the very last,
Life
by Parsat
It's great, but "Unto the very last" doesn't work.
Assassination
Gunshots fired
Loud thunderous cracks
Our leader has fallen
Murder
Ernie15
A similar problem, dealing with the word type. Gunshots fired is a verb, not an adjective, loud thunderous cracks is an adjective, and our leader has fallen is...a verb? Yeah. So...it doesn't quite fit the format. It's good, but doesn't work. Sorry.
I know that no one is going to complain about how I did not clarify that, because I did supply a link, and that link did show that information. If you did not follow the format because you failed to click the link, I am not at fault here.
New Theme: Luck!
New Deadline: March 8
we fear the drop of every dice,
the future fate awaits.
your hands, they clench, and turn to ice
mind-to-face, fear translates.
and dread, it fills up every nerve
absorbed in losing all
suspense builds up, it drains your verve
to slip and then to fall
but then the rolling stops right then
as if the clouds shall burst
you're filled to boiling point again
and so, you're reimbursed
This is iambic. Different tone than I usually do, but it has better meter than I usually have. Also, this is not finished, so only accept it as my official entry if I don't revise it down the road.
I Need Some Luck
I need a four leaf clover,
so I don't hurt when I bend over.
I need a wishbone,
so I now pwn.
I need a horse shoe,
so I can pwn you.
But all I really want now,
is to eat my Lucky Charms!
~ kacboy
I think I used WAY too many adjectives on the last cinquain.
Anyways, I'm going to post my poem later, I need time to think of an awesome poem.
thisisnotanalt: Your first stanza, fourth line is really sticking out. Breaks up your ballade meter.
The first line in kacboy's poem:
I need a four leaf clover
I need a four leaf clover
we fear the drop of every dice,
the future fate awaits.
your hands, they clench, and turn to ice
fear dominates your face
and dread, it fills up every nerve
absorbed in losing all
suspense builds up, it drains your verve
to slip and then to fall
but then the rolling stops right then
as if the clouds shall burst
you're filled to boiling point again
and so, you're reimbursed
Also Parsat, you've known me for like a year, you can call me Alt D:
Anticipation for Glee
Oh what can this be?
A game of Roulette!
Of Russian nationality.
A crowd gathers as the three begin
There's a new game for all you kin.
"Now here you go Sonny, Bring it to your chin"
"Pulling a trigger surely is not a sin!"
*Click* "Off goes one"
*Click* "There goes ol' Jeb's Son!"
*Click* "Shame he's so young."
*Click* "And we have a winner?"
Cheers, Smiles, and Drinks all around!
But what goes up, must come down.
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