Forums → Art, Music, and Writing → Periodic Poetry Contest - Theme: Touch of Truth (Page 390, due Jan. 28)
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).
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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ok, i copied that from my profile, so if your gonna judge it, please look to my profile and read it there, thnx.
Down the road I go. I follow it until it ends. For down the road,is a place called home. Home is far away from this place. But by his grace,he leads me,more and more.
For when im done. I win the battle. I am home for once. A place I have never been. For while im here I talk to him. Down the road i go,to home is where I shall roam. A place called home.
I just typed the first thing that popped into my head.(Im not a deep person)
lol, id have to agree on that lmao, its funny in an annoyingish way lol
Ah, good. This works.
All clouds have a silver lining, or so it's been said.
But this world is covered by a cloud so dark, the lining can't be seen.
Yet we hold on.
Each and every day, men die. Men die for love, for freedom, and for God.
They suffer, and through them, we all suffer. We all mourn their loss.
Yet we carry on.
People have become so cruel, so cold, so distant, so untrustworthy.
We have lost touch with each other and with what makes us humans.
Yet we live on.
We hold on, we carry on, we live on because we strive for something more.
We simply have yet to find our place, our home, our surrender.
So we push on.
For there, in the distance, we can almost see - almost, not quite
Our end, our glorious home, the Kingdom of God.
And we run on.
Some will call it a mirage. Perhaps they are right. Perhaps not.
Yet if it is, then what have we to look forward to?
So we hold on.
We hold on to our silver lining.
come on this cant shut down, i thought i did good this week
I hope it is still Saturday...because my last pitch effort is coming....
We search the world,
For a place that is ours.
A place that is perfect,
A place of powers.
But what is it,
That leads us astray?
What pulls us away,
From those perfect days?
The things in this world,
Seem violent and crude
We can't stop them,
Or else we seem rude.
But this place of Utopia,
Where all is good.
Is a place that we find,
When we don't think we could.
I found this place,
Just the other day,
Everything was good,
In every single way.
The girl I love,
Was right by my side.
And things were just happy,
I felt real good inside.
The flowers smiled,
and the trees did wave.
Everyone was happy,
And a puppy I did save.
But BANG!, what was that?
Something to break my fun?
It turned out what made that noise.
Was nothing short of a gun.
But a gun in my place,
Where no fear existed?
This didn't make sense,
But the noise it persisted.
It shot through my consciousness,
Stopping me dead.
And then I lay there,
In a pool of red.
It turned out you see,
That it all was a dream.
And that the gun was my alarm,
My perfect world had been ripped open by the seam.
I hope that that is ok....
Hmm... who is going to take over now? I hope one of the other mods can take over
shayneii: Carlie said this on the previous page...
I will bring it up among the moderators, and hopefully we will be able to work something out =)
Hope that answers your question.
I just hope something happens soon, the wait is killing me.
if this shuts down itll be really unfair. we could always just do a public vote on whos is the best and then choose a topic ourself or sumtin
But there would be no reward, which doesnt really mater, but it still would be a lot more hecktic, then if we just had a mod.
ya, so can we get a new mod here please. lol
what is the reward anyway
Oh the reward is a merit worth 25 points. Maybe estel will do it, he is new and is on more often then the others, i think i will ask him. If not i dont know who else.
Okay, sorry about that guys, since DragonMistress is not currently with us, we had to discuss what was going on.
The good news is that the poetry contest will continue, of course, seeing as it attracts enthusiasm and such high quality entries.
The bad news is that I'll be your judge this week and despite having some background in poetry, like the others I've got a lot of things on my plate (namely driving halfway across the state for the last time this year), so judging will not take place until Friday. But it will happen then!
It just so happened I was the least busy of the mods. We'll get our act together shortly!
wooooooo were back in business lol
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