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!
Fists clenched tight around the skis, Down the slopes of wintry freeze With dreams of sudden victories. The world is mine, the day I seize. Winter dreams, winter dreams. Business rolling, champagne flowing, Twilight swimming, moonlight glowing. See the fish's scales, how they're showing Hope from which the breeze is blowing. Winter beams, winter dreams. See the boat move down the lake: Watch as she just hits the brake To bump me gently as the wake Subsides and falls to quickly break. Winter seams, winter dreams. Sleeping with a dozen men I notice not, except times when She mentions them to my chagrin As I move close to touch her skin. Winter schemes, winter dreams. Now the dream is off and dead, There is no Judy in my bed. And every tear I seem to shed Falls languidly for my own head. Winter dreams, winter dreams.
by Parsat
If you would like your poem to be critiqued, you may contact me on my profile. Congratulations. Contact Carlie for your merit. =D
Silver Medal
Epic Mind Journey I once was the greatest I once was a star I was globally famous I went so very far I climbed several mountains I traveled the earth I flew in a spaceship For all that it's worth I flew to Uranus To a Uranus town I swam in the ocean Over 3 miles down I went to a world Where the people are bears And they called me abnormal "Cause I ain't got no hairs!" I fought 20 dragons In a fiery cave I captured the devil And made him my slave I ruled the whole world Every country, I mended But then I woke up And that's where it ended.
by Ernie15
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Bronze Medal
A man is draped in silken shadow his mind is clouded, and shallow. Trudging on the beach of dreams what awaits him is a mystery. Is it a sad sojourn with a gun, or a comforting Night on the Sun? he stumbles in the frigid dark, trying to Edit the Sad Parts, thoughts and questions, a million darts - his murky mind pounding; a million hearts. there isn't much more worth knowing; he already knows Space Travel is Boring. there isn't much worth feeling; he's already been cut by the glass ceiling. and so he sits there, beaten and complacent separate from reality, the two adjacent but not is all what it seems. sadness assuaged, passions redeemed; through sheer determination, the truth is gleaned. All can be twisted and changed, when under the influence of dreams.
by thisisnotanalt
If you would like your poem to be critiqued, you may contact me on my profile. Congratulations.
Err...I'd like a critique, but your messenger is closed, so looks like contacting you on your profile would be kinda hard. Thanks for the judging! This next theme looks like a very interesting one.
Second place isn't too bad. It's the second best placement I can possibly get, which is pretty good if you think about it. Just a shame that there's no prize for it. :P
Don't expect an entry from me this round. "Humanity" is too difficult for me to write about.
Humanizing flow is where it begins, Shortly after failing it starts to spin. Yellow eyes and demon tongues, Politicians kill each other without the guns.
Mastering spite and killing love, Over the edge we continue to shove. Hacking with axes and smashing with death, We continue to choke our final breath.
The beginnings of hate are always there, Grinning with pity it will always stare. Listing the ways which we shall die, Death lets out a condemning sigh.
Creating our dooms, we shall live, Life of death, we will give. Smashing our lies, filling with truth, All who will die are humanities youth.
All is lost, or so it seems, But love and caring beings to gleam. A final ray of hope not lost, We will live through, but at what cost?
The roots are there, we must care, We must work together, for life we spare. The showings are here, formed of insanity, Showing through is our humanity.
its was a deep stab into mother natures heart you see a curse as plain as can be it was the curse of humanity those disgusting things it did poisoned her throat she was almost dead they pulled out her hair right off of her head soon she willl die they foods they live on will no longer fly for they dont know it yet but without her they'll wind up dead
oh, the drama, oh the fuss what shall we throw, under the bus? pretentious lamentation refuses to fit what whiny emotion shall we choose to transmit?
mixing the messages you choose to send, don't bother, MOM, I'm just playing pretend! the sad thing is, so many aren't seeing how wonderful it is to be a human being
Some darkness here and there does a soul good but it's not like it makes you misunderstood invented tortures await through each stanza sadness like Bosco to George Costanza
to leave behind what makes us great a hunger for knowledge to satiate a vive we don't lose till the Pearly Gates constant belief there's something to await but drink too much from the fountain of youth will do nothing besides blind you from the truth to sour a life is so uncouth to say humanity's bad is a gross untruth
