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).
Also:
The poem must be created for this contest A user cannot win two weeks in a row (though everyone is welcome to submit every week!) Only one submission per user will be accepted
As we all know, the winner will recieve a merit, and their poem will be featured on the _Poetry_ page.
OK, on to this week's topic...Again, we are having a style instead of a theme. Also, this week we are having TWO WEEKS to do it, instead of the usual one. Why? Because this will be an EPIC poem. Or, rather, a parody of an epic poem. Generally, epic poetry is very long, and tells the serious story of a heroic figure. Well, this week, the epic figure is YOU! Write a long poem (I'll leave the definition of 'long' up to you, but give it a good go) about the heroic story of you! It can be silly, serious, whatever... just have fun with it. You have two weeks, so have a great time!
I need to join in this again. Here goes my attempt
no one around, nothing to see but waves of this endless ocean There's no way of knowing which way this boat is going but by the stars in the sky or by the sun and the moon
Which way should I row to get to the shore, oh how I wish I was knowing of which way this boat was going I've no knowledge of the sky, how I wish for directional boon!
Brownie points for those who get the Willie Wonka reference in there.
I have finals, which sucks because I absolutely love this theme. T.T I'll probably crank something out on the last day, but it won't be pretty. I hope more people enter, though. With such an interesting theme, there should be some interesting poems.
As I walk upon my path of doom I pick up a morning flower Stuff it in my shirt pocket And down my path of doom
I look around my path of doom And I see the woman I love I give her a kiss before I continue Down my path of doom.
I begin to run down my path of doom I shall no longer be distracted of into the dark abyse Down my path of doom
I look down into the path of doom Crowds of people begging for me to step down I look at my flower and I remember the kiss And I turn around from my path of doom
