OK people, the deadline is up and the judging is here. The winner is below, but first, our runners up.
Bronze Medal
Every day the same thing.
Shower, dress, breakfast.
Band, science, math, lunch.
Language Arts, social studies.
On the bus on my way home.
Denis doing something random.
Finally home doing my home work.
Watch some T.V. then on the computer.
My friend at the door wanting to play.
At his house on the computer once again.
Nothing else to do we are on the bike trail.
6:30 back at my house setting the table for dinner.
We eat a heart healthy meal of pork, salad, bread and corn.
Watching T.V. until my sister gets off the computer.
She takes for ever and then I play Wii.
First on Everybody Votes Channel.
Then on the Check Mii Out Channel.
Check my ranks and data.
Sadly enough my sister doesn't get off.
And I End up wanting to punch her.
The I start the day all over again.
Will my life ever change it's repetiveness,
by jkmadman
This poem is fairly good. It seems to have a good rhythm and a good idea, however I think it would be much improved if it rhymed, it would just add life to the poem.
Silver Medal
Contradicting Anxiety
Pick it up,
"Put it down!"
They scream at me,
I put a frown.
Sometimes I see what others naught,
Sometimes they see what I do not.
I pick it up, though it's not mine,
My life is like a dead gold mine.
I see what others cannot see,
That kleptomania, that is me.
They see what I cannot see,
That I sing the song of thief.
Inside my blood I pick it up,
But then they throw me in the lockup.
I rot in a cell, I take the mates pen and paper,
To his notes I put a taper.
He then pulled out a 3 foot knife,
Which I stole under his nose.
I stabbed with surprise and full of strife,
And then I ended his life.
by TSL3_needed
The poem is fairly good, but one of your lesser ones. The rhythm feels rather crooked, although the rhyming is good. Still, deserving of at least third place.
Gold Medal
I can say so much
How I feel, what I do
But my feelings aren't the same
When I am without you
I see all my friends
Up and Go,happy,restless
I try to paint a picture of love
And it seems impossible to sketch this
And they have their problems
I give advice on how to be
So much that I go home
Theres none left for me
It's so hard to
Keep my mental filter
When danger comes my way
I go straight for shelter
But no, no more
I won't be done down
I'm going to get up and go
Put a smile to my frown
I can ramble on and on
About what to do or say
What matters is when I take action
Cause that will be the day
The day I stop hiding
The day I start shining
To be all I can be
My life would be defining
I'd belong in a dictionary
Next to definition
The only road to greatness
Is the act of repetition
by Devos12
This poem is amazing; the rhyming in particular was impressive. The last few lines("My life would be defining,I'd belong in a dictionary, next to definition. The only road to greatness, is the act of repetition", almost won it first place. Good job.
Platinum Medal
I keep saying,
"I'll do it this time.
I'll get it all done,
It'll all be fine!"
I open that document,
put my hands on the board,
prepare myself to conjure,
but then... I just grow bored!
Go get a soda,
munch a few chips,
do my real homework,
bite on my lips.
Then I raise my head,
take a glance at the clock.
What do you know?
It's ten on the dot!
There's nothing on my page,
A blank canvas for words,
Time and time again...
this is just absurd.
Three consecutive times,
I nearly threw a fit,
and this evening I say,
"Okay! This is it!"
Another blank canvas,
I pull it out of my folder.
A thought drifts on by...
"****! It just got colder!"
I lift up my legs,
try to go grab a shroud.
But then it dawns on me;
"This will bring back my cloud."
My cloud of dark laze,
my cloud of frustration,
my cloud of writer's block,
my cloud of procrastination.
And thus I sit down.
"No more! I must adhere!"
No more forgetting,
about the judging(which takes a year...).
This is it!
The last paragraph!
Did I Neglect this again?
HA. I laugh.
by the_manta
Congratulations the_manta! You have taken first place, and the merit! Your poem is excellent, with not only the rhyming but the rhythm. It's a real shame that you don't write poems more often *sniff*. However, congratulations on the win and the great poem.
OK people, despite the slight scarcity in poems of this round, I will congratulate our winners. Manta, you can contact Carlie for your merit.
Now, the new theme is:
Beginnings And Endings
That's right; beginnings and endings. Now, before all of you ask why it's not Thanksgiving, you don't keep up with your dates. Thanksgiving isn't until next week. Platinum Medal
I keep saying,
"I'll do it this time.
I'll get it all done,
It'll all be fine!"
I open that document,
put my hands on the board,
prepare myself to conjure,
but then... I just grow bored!
Go get a soda,
munch a few chips,
do my real homework,
bite on my lips.
Then I raise my head,
take a glance at the clock.
What do you know?
It's ten on the dot!
There's nothing on my page,
A blank canvas for words,
Time and time again...
this is just absurd.
Three consecutive times,
I nearly threw a fit,
and this evening I say,
"Okay! This is it!"
Another blank canvas,
I pull it out of my folder.
A thought drifts on by...
"****! It just got colder!"
I lift up my legs,
try to go grab a shroud.
But then it dawns on me;
"This will bring back my cloud."
My cloud of dark laze,
my cloud of frustration,
my cloud of writer's block,
my cloud of procrastination.
And thus I sit down.
"No more! I must adhere!"
No more forgetting,
about the judging(which takes a year...).
This is it!
The last paragraph!
Did I Neglect this again?
HA. I laugh.
by the_manta
Congratulations the_manta! You have taken first place, and the merit! Your poem is excellent, with not only the rhyming but the rhythm. It's a real shame that you don't write poems more often *sniff*. However, congratulations on the win and the great poem
New Theme Is:Beginnings And Endings
I repeat; Beginnings and Endings. I thought it might be a good theme because this week we got some snow, and it's starting to be the end of Fall and the beginning of Winter. So I figured, hey, what the heck. It has a lot of interpretations, right?
Before any of you ask why it's not Thanksgiving, you don't keep up with your dates. Thanksgiving isn't until next week, and if you haven't noticed, it's a weekly contest. Oh, right, and the
New Deadline Is: Monday, November 23
Good luck folksies.