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!
Cheery songs of Christmas coming, Canty tunes I hear people drumming. Snow falling in elegant snowflakes, Beautiful white landsacpe is what it makes. Elect a Christmas tree as your house's centerpiece, Luminous decorations - colourful light is what they release. Hang up small baubles of red, green and blue, Happiness is what you must ensue. Come together in the village centre, A cloudless night: all the better. Kind comments to one another, Happiness the main emotion, do not feel any other. Children's faces glow, When their parents bestow, Their most wanted toy, Elaited and in joy. A glass of wine for all the adults, A big turkey - compliments to the cook become the result, Of a feast, with a two main courses, and numerous sides, Maybe some more for the plumper people - but it can only be denied. The bitter air outside, And scents of parties, and dinners from inside, The decorated buildings where people reside in throngs, The views of happiness and cheer - the sound of carol songs
by Elitemagical
Silver Medal Holiday; It's quite unclear But if lift that sorry ear And do you listen, do you hear You hope for a volcano of beer If you eat spaghetti for dinner You will find: you're not a sinner Indeed, you're not, you're a winner Your faith will grow, not get thinner You will see, it's widespread The evidence is in what's said The greeting Merry Christmas is dead And its Happy Holiday instead. You choose how to celebrate The FSM doesn't have to dictate What you do on this date Of all holidays, its great And it doesn't last for just one day It's all month you remain gay (happy -_-) Your cheery attitude will stay Long after the others' fade away
by Thyll
Bronze Medal
The children are restless, Night is coming, ever-slowly. Finally, a success! They are all sleeping, quite wholly. I don my suit with haste, Eat the cookies, and drink the milk, Being stealthy, just in case, Leave the presents, wrapped in silk. No time to spare, moving on, Make sure the reindeer make no noise, In an instant we are gone, To the next house, spreading joys. Repeat all night long, Sneaking in, leaving gifts, This bag of presents makes me strong, Flying over the last rift. Back at home, waiting now, Elves start the work, without a break, More happiness next year, we have vowed, The list is checked, without mistake.
by SilentQ
First place winner, contact Carlie for your merit. Everyone, if you want me to critique your poem, then you may request on my profile.
Holiday; It's quite unclear But if lift that sorry ear And do you listen, do you hear You hope for a volcano of beer If you eat spaghetti for dinner You will find: you're not a sinner Indeed, you're not, you're a winner Your faith will grow, not get thinner You will see, it's widespread The evidence is in what's said The greeting Merry Christmas is dead And its Happy Holiday instead. You choose how to celebrate The FSM doesn't have to dictate What you do on this date Of all holidays, its great And it doesn't last for just one day It's all month you remain gay (happy -_-) Your cheery attitude will stay Long after the others' fade away
Righto. Pros: I liked the way that in each stanza, it had the same rhyming ending, and they usually fit together pretty well. Although...why did you pick spaghetti? Just wondering xP. I also liked the message and stuff. And thank you for the good grammar, that was a blessing. Cons: Sometimes you could tell, the rhyme was stretched thin, and the syllables didn't quite all fit in. Oh man, I'm rhymin without wantin or tryin. Okay, I'll stop now. Really, there was nothing wrong with your poem but the first place one just seemed a little bit better. Still a great poem.
Burning brighter every time, The radiant glow is sublime, Over the crest and under the sky, All the red rockets start to fly.
Blue and orange and yellow too, Fiery dazzlement will ensue, The chaotic pressure is too much to bear, The blue rockets explosion shatters the air.
Sparklers of powder of the black kind, Fly through the air, amazing the mind, Over the clouds and unto the stars, The orange rockets fire looks like Mars.
Ammonium in the air, the finale comes, The rockets fly to the beat of the drums, The new year has come, it is here to stay, The green whispers of life begin to array.
Whoa, it's been a long time since I've seen a shape poem, Gantic. In fact, I think the last one was when I read "Love That Dog". This is probably going to be messed up, but why not.
f u s e b chlorate b o gunpowder o x gunpowder x b gunpowder b o gunpowder o x stronium x b stronium b o reducers o x b o x b o x b o x b
*scratches head* Gunpowder goes in fireworks, right? =P FYI, that's a red firework. See the stroniums? Anyway, that was fun. Don't think I've written one of those since, like, sixth grade.
Boo to Jonny's Fireworks poem. But I liked Gantic's use of onamotapoeia.
Fizz, crackle Rockets to the sky Splash, spackle Colors for your eye
Light the fuse, watch it burn Quick; stand back You're soon to learn Listen now; bang and crack!
Red, green, yellow, blue Rainbows with all different hues Fireworks fly, flares of heat Separate components soon to meet
Celebrations, fun fun fun Barbecue for everyone Fireworks bright for the new year Resolutions are made here Fireworks for July the fourth Celebrate our country's birth
That was...one of my more suckish poems. But oh well.
Three entries, huh? Mine doesn't count. I waited...maybe I should've said I postponed? We'll keep postponing then. Sheesh. Pwetty pwease enter? I'll give you a cookie. Pushy pushy. Fine, I'll give you two cookies. You don't sell easy, do you? Fine. A cake. A whole, chocolate cake. Just for you. All you have to do is enter. Limited time offer.
