ForumsArt, Music, and WritingPeriodic Poetry Contest - Theme: Touch of Truth (Page 390, due Jan. 28)

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DragonMistress
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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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Drace
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Its time I wrote up a poem here. Heh, keep in mind though that I'm not so great with the "fun" poems. Mine tend to be more serious. I really hate rhyming poems, and for a topic like this, its hard to be serious...Blagh
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What a prison I see.
The crime committed was turning 3.

I have learned to add and subtract,
apparently its another secret of life.

What authority do you have over me?

No threat will be used against me. My life is not of
your control.
Why must you make me read?
English is just not me.
I am here to learn, not to feel guilt of refusing the unnecessary.

I refuse to worship such evil.
Let me rot in a hell hole if thats what it takes,
just don't put me with the devil's advocates.

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Oh well, I tried.
I'll just have to wait for next week's topic.

firetail_madness
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gman1000, your poem is good, but it doesn't have a real feel to it. Things just seem to pop up everywhere, I like poems where it always follows a single beat, know what I mean?

I'm not saying I didn't like yours, it's better then anything I could have done.

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school is in session,
class is in session
i daydream about fantasy
I am Rudely corrupted

I sit in detention
with the anger of a thousand souls in hell
i cross my eyes
staring into oblivion

The teacher comes in
makes me do work
and then
I EXPLODE

I go fist to fist with the teacher
I am stopped by my classmates
then i realize i have friends
as i am in trouble

I had my last run,
my last serenade
with life,
as i commit suicide

infernacron
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THAT WAS A LOAD OF CRAP.

mvpguy22
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All of these are very good, I'm still deciding on mine...don't know what to do quite yet...yikes!

I have to say my favorite so far is Gantic's.

adrecka_33
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I think i liked Gmans the best, its the kind of style i like to read.....

shayneii
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These poems are getting good!

I'm still trying to make mine, glarg. Hopefully I can get it in before the deadline.

thoadthetoad
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0_o, infernacron, that's really. . . . . .dark.

thoadthetoad
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I know the topic so. . . .I'll give a shot at it ^^

School:

the cesspool of hate
the closet of turmoil
the plane of regret

We go to school with heavy heads,
not for learning, but for dread,
yelled at pushed, to our limits,
you think, Why god? am I in this.

The bullies punch,
the populars sneer,
you eat your lunch,
wait for dusk to come near.

At the end of the day,
You finally play,
for an hour or two,
until homework looms.

Back to bed,
it gives me dread,
back to school,
it's a deadly cesspool.

I made it as I went along, but I normally do that when I write, even when doing essays, and I get A's on those ^-^

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Posted Sep 18, '08 at 3:46pm
thoadthetoad

0_o, infernacron, that's really. . . . . .dark.
infernacron
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then if you think think that's dark you don't know half of me!

thoadthetoad
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naw, I like dark. I was just saying. . . . .didn't see that coming ^-^

mvpguy22
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Alright, time for me to put my thinking cap on.

The Lunch Lady and Her Many Troubles

Wash my hands first!
Get out the dough and roll it out..
Chop chop chop...
Spread on the sauce...
Slice slice...
Add some of these...
And a little of this...
Into the oven! Next dish!
Bubble bubble...
MMMMMMmmmm....that smells delicious!
Sprinkle on some of that over there...
Just a touch of this here...
BEEP BEEP!
Oh, it's ready!
Ahhhh, look at that!
Am I all done for today?
Looks like I better bring out the food....
Here you are children, take a bite!
...
You call this good?
I'm allergic to that...
Can I have more?
This isn't how my mommy makes it...
What is that!?
Gimme some more!
Yuck! This is gross!
I want more milk!
...
I can't take it anymore! I quit!



I know it is a little abstract, but that was what I was aiming for.

mvpguy22
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infernacron, can you explain your post please? I don't quite understand it. Thanks.

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Umm...lets see what I can make up on the spot...

New Girl

I walk into class,
on an ordinary day,
But everything is different,
Mainly in one way.

She stood there laughing,
with her new friends.
She saw me and smiled,
And for my heart it made amends.

Her smile warmed me up,
And heat-sealed my heart.
My hurts and pains were gone,
Now she had played her part.

And so I spent that day,
Learning about who she was.
Ignoring people's comments,
And all of their faux pas.

And then came a music lesson,
In which she pulled out her flute.
And her music enthralled me,
And now I held her in high repute.

We spent hours playing together,
Her flute and my sax.
Our music filled the whole school,
And warmed people hearts - to the max!

And so the day ended,
And my heart was a buzz.
I couldn't wait for tomorrow,
As anyone in love does.



Do you like it? It is a complete fantasy...

KingRyan

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