Forums → Art, Music, and Writing → Periodic Poetry Contest - Theme: Touch of Truth (Page 390, due Jan. 28)
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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).
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!
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Right, so judging shall commence now.
Third Place
MoonFairy with her poem which is named....
Past Regrets, New Resolutions
O'er the years, stupidity reigns
In my foolish heart, like a king.
It has ruled with a gold septre
And an iron fist, and I held in chains.
May I undo my past regrets,
May I reassert me life made new.
Shall I never deal with regrets again,
And rule o'er my own nets.
I, a sailor, captaining my own ship!
Dare I sail on, through the flowing sea,
And survive by my own, non-bewailing.
These by my resolutions, my quips.
Keep your eye out, fellow sailors!
Proceed with care, don't stumble!
Let us not live with regrets.
Live on, free from rue, undivided.
I wish I hadn't done many things,
I'm not too willing to explain...
Just know that I apologize to everyone,
That I've put in pain.
I apologize to those
That I've been rude to.
I know I'm cold and cruel,
But there are some things
I know I shouldn't do.
I've crossed one to many lines,
On purpose or blindly.
And you don't have to accept
This apology, kindly.
Just know that I'm sorry.
And that I'll try,
To be a better person,
Not the bad guy.
I won't give excuses,
But I've had my share of pain.
I don't justify my actions,
I'm just trying to explain.
I didn't know I was so bitter,
Shutting myself away...
It didn't help a thing,
But give the world a cold display.
I've been trying to get better.
Honestly, I have tried.
I can't seem to...
Decide.
If I lower my walls,
I have pain.
If my walls are strong...
I cause pain.
But I'll accept it,
And move on.
I'll deal with it up front,
Instead of being withdrawn.
I'm sorry again,
I've rambled too long...
With my final apology,
I'll be moving along.
I definitely appreciated the metaphors you threw together at the start of the poem, of kings and sailors, which gave a nice touch to it, almost personifying your regrets. But it steadily tailed off towards the end into more or less generic verses. They still convey emotions no doubt, but I would have liked to see more of the splendid descriptive start.
Second Place goes to....
Maverick.
Bliss, Clouds, and Sunshine
I never saw it happening, I never thought it would go down.
Till you came out, and told me all; Destiny.
I should have seen this coming on, given how quickly you joined me.
A quick goodbye, so meaningless; History.
Now I can see you walking out, into the dark and stormy night.
You broke my heart, and crushed my dreams; Tragedy.
Sadness shall reign another day, put all my hopes to frenzied flight.
Where you go now, I could care less; Mystery.
My broken hands reach to the stars, towards flowing time and endless space.
I cast away, and forgot all; Memory.
I can't even remember when, they say I lost my only friend.
I barely live, I lost the will; Hopelessly.
Quirky verse that extends from short words to long sentences. I liked the pattern and the usage of colons in the poem to emphasize certain words. However at certain junctions it lengthened to the point of becoming a little like prose. Yes, poetry comes in many forms, but it might have been a little overdone, the uniqueness. Nevertheless, fantastic job!
Winner
Alexistigerspice
Although her poem has no title, so I was seriously considering dumping her poem in the Naughty Corner and then jabbing it with my quill.
Jokes aside, here's the poem:
I've made many mistakes, cut ties with my past;
I've reached inner peace, but I know it wont last.
I've caused heartbreak while trying to escape my own
I've segregated myself from my mother and home.
Relationships broken beyond repair, falling through my fingers
I tell myself its over, but the pain still lingers.
If I could go back, I would have done differently
I would have tried to hold things together, done it relentlessly.
I can only look forward from here, try to stitch the tears,
But there are some things that are simply broken beyond repair.
I'll cling to straws and do my best to cope,
While doing the only thing I can to survive:
Hope.
Partially free verse in that it lacks meter or rhyme or rhythm, but partially structured in each four line stanza, it wins because of the feeling of genuine feeling in it. And yes, it had really really long lines in it as well, but that doesn't stop the sincerity from peeping through the slightly purplish expression. Which means either you're a good writer, it happened to you, or I'm a plain old docile sentimental fool.
Drivel aside, swell job everyone. Alexis, get your Merit you deserve, everyone, hopefully you'll step up because the Contest has gone into a decline lately!
Theme will be decided later, when a better idea comes to mind.
I won?
I WON!?
I am so happy! Thank you nicho, I wasnt expecting that
Lulz, don't thank me, thank whatever prompted you to write that poem!
Theme will be decided later, when a better idea comes to mind.
Maybe "I have a dream" in honor of MLKJ?
I think that the theme should be "a new leaf". Which can be approached in many different ways, phillisophical or literal.
Well 3 is my favorite number.
CONGRATS ALEXIS! :>
New theme?
Hmm. I just saw the thread "Peace and War" or something. So why not that? MLKJ Day is all about Peace and stuff, or you could write on the opposite, War. *shrug* Whatevs!
Erm... you cant just decide the theme, aamer13, its not for you do say.
Nicho will tell us when he has decided upon a theme.
New theme is now Magic. Simple and easy, and rather broad, so hopefully we'll see nice works.
Dateline will be 26th of January, though if there are too few poems, we shall extend that.
Carry on!
you know, i'm bored nich, and it's been a while. i'll give it a shot.
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Abra kadabra, Alakazam!
All eyes are peeled on this magical man!
The swing of a cape, the tip of a hat,
A magical wand, 'gracious me, look at that!'
He conjures and fools with his magical tools;
The laws of the universe now abide by his rules!
'It's mirrors, it's lasers!' the skeptics all say!
But the magical trade gives not one trick away...
Now observe a young child and the look of awe in his face
as he wonders and fumbles in this magical place.
Now, maybe it's not real; maybe it's all just a goof,
but magic's real magic is it's magical un-truth.
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REPETITION BREEDS WINNERS.
THEN EVERYONE ELSE BETTER GTFO OF HERE OR PUT UP A REAL CHALLENGE FOR ME!!
hear that, poets of ag?! i've issued a challenge. this isn't just for a little 'merit,' oh no, that's a personal challenge. you think you can best me at the verse?! show me what you're god**** made of, kiddos!
maybe a challenge on your honor will get your poems a-flowin...
Oh, us lazy slobs don't give two pennies about honour or face saving.
Nope, I'll just sit and pray that more people come and submit. :P Don't be avaricious.
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