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!
If I could write the weariness I feel Into a blur of mishing-mashing lines, I could not hope to separate the real From floaters in my slowly fading eyes. My arms are weak, my muscles fully slack With profound numbness past that feeling point Where consciousness begins. In holding back No healing comes to brains spilled, out of joint. Though all my matter raves delirious, My mind is all the more imperious.
The ignited wood is in ignition Leading me to animation Although it has a conclusion Leading me to my inanimation and I discren that my animation Would be leading to my final destination This is how we describe animation In a few simple expression
You guys need to pick up the pace. It's been almost two weeks since the round closed.
Yet you allowed the other poetry contest to do the same....
up upon this grave lie a man named dave dave forgot to shave so he craved and craved for time to shave
his face was smooth and clean intill he found a majic bean the bean was thought of as a teen a teen that really needed to clean clean the house,'cuz he was mean
So this was the story of dave the man who forgot to shave we should all hope for dave the mean teen who had to clean.....
It shines upon our rice It smells gorgeously nice I can devour it more than thrice Till I have my head full of lice It will be forever mine And I can hear it twine From a million miles From the kitchen It is the magnificent chicken
