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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Zaork
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The challenge in this poem for me was not to figure out what was being described in the poem, but why it evoked the emotion of the grotesque in me, and what wind had to do with it.


Wind. Wine-d. Yes, ambiguity finally pays off. But yeah, winds of change and all that extraneous stuff.

I'm really pleased that I was able to convey this sense to you. Almost as pleased as I am that the critique was actually longer than the poem. Thanks for putting the extra effort in.

Also, too many words huh? Well I am just easing myself into the free-verse style so I will try to improve for next weak, erm, week.
deth4
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I liek hair
hair rhymes with bear

bears must behave
or they will be shaved

and they will have no hair
i dont liek no hair

-good?
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wolf1991
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Now for something short and sweet

Ruffled by the chill wind,
I begin to run.
Slipping through the air
Almost effortlessly.
It pulls and flattens
The coat that I wear,
That keeps me warm
On this winter night.
Fur is ever the best way
To keep warm. Especially
For a wolf.

lostsage159
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Hair.

A sting on a head, a movement in the wind,
As if it is an actual person itself.
Golden, Mahogany, Ruby.
So much majesty. So much beauty.
Made of silk it seems. gleaming with elegance.
An art, a style.
Your personality.
Your world.
Your life.

Hair.






(the following is not in the poem) Thanks if you read this. put a good amount of work into it. i tried to connect it to life and act as if it the most important thing in the world.

deth4
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i was not being sarcastic with mine

slayguy8
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hair


Your locks strolling down your back
shining in the sun
like fine silk
the golden color

soon stuns me
its pure beauty
so straight
just perfect


there its done

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Ever delicate even in its sting
Churned by the littlest breeze
Erratic yet elegant in its swaying
Whimsical and always at ease

That's how you were my good friend
Uncontrollable in your majesty
A passionate soul, ever fiery
Carried by the winds and prone to bend

You never cared enough about manners
Compulsively barging in as would a snoop
Always with pride you lost your feathers
You made an art off arriving like a hair on soup

Haha, I had plenty of fun with this one. Good luck everyone!

FallenSky
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Judging is supposedly tomorrow...We're lacking some entries here!

Zaork
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I will post mine tomorrow. It's late and I had duties today.

Zaork
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Bereavement.
A park bench cradles the lost man.
Hands in his head.
Head in his hands.
The wispy wind an enemy.
Emissions of omission.
A fluttering age spirals to the concrete.
A passer-by leaves currency.
Can they not see the wealth pouring out of this man?
Only the time.

cacagrande1310
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i dont get it

FallenSky
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@Zoark

It is actually quite striking the way your poem makes me think of my Haiku for this week's theme. In any case, that's a wonderful submission Zoark; I won't feel bad if I lose to you.

Zaork
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i dont get it


It is actually quite striking the way your poem makes me think of my Haiku for this week's theme. In any case, that's a wonderful submission Zoark; I won't feel bad if I lose to you.


Thank you. Both of you. It appears that the 12+ hours of sleep was necessary.
wolf1991
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Thank you. Both of you. It appears that the 12+ hours of sleep was necessary.


pft! You should try writing with only 5 hours of sleep. Now that's an adventure!
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hahahaha very true my friend!

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