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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ubertuna
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I support the choice of Adrecka, I'm confident you can do a good job judging

Winners can drop their entries here and I'll merit them.

adrecka_33
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Change of plan's, I finished the judging ...Today so it should be up any minuet. But even though i was fast do not think that i rushed, I read every poem rated them and categorized them. I looked over them careful it was very hard to decide. And Make sure if you are the winner to post in Ubertuna's link cause if not that means no merit.

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Thanks Ubertuna.

Anyway, The judging was so hard! I see now why judges put it off for so long. Not only that but there were 17 entries. By the way if you post two poems please tell me which one you want me to judge.

Grand Prize: Thisisnotanalt

A deft squirrel skittering down a limb
through beautiful leaves, the sunlight is dimmed.
A grotto concealed from the grasp of time,
even mentioning it's existence would be a crime.
A pristine spring in the middle of this circle of life,
a creek cuts through it like a salient knife.
As Eden this place is,
when I leave, this place I will miss.
Leaves as green as emerald in the sun,
A great favor, this land's been done.
The grass stands so strong and surly,
the dandelions white and pearly.
and to leave this land taxes so great a cost,
believe it or not, I don't like the poetry of Robert Frost.


Alt this was very good. I loved the rhythm of the poem and also the picture it created for me. Not to mention that you added a little humor in there.

This was a really hard decision because both Thisisnotanalt and Mokomonkey had great poems that had awesome imagery. But in the end it came down to who created the best picture. So obviously second is

Second: Mokomonkey

True Peace

Slid my hand across the rough bark
Could not see, the sky too dark.
I could hear rustling up above
The grass under my feet, ah, this was true love.

No humans near, no engine roar,
Just standing here, my heart does soar!
I cannot see, that matters not
What I found was what I sought.

A peaceful place where I can be me
With no one yelling on the large TV.
No mind rotting temptations or addicting allusions,
Just me and Earth, that's my resolution.

What she made for me, the ground and the sky
Don't need a piece of metal to make myself fly.
My soul is joyous, my mind at ease
This is the meaning of true peace.


I really liked yours because it was different. You used sound instead of sight to create a picture, which is pretty hard to do. I also liked that it was realistic. I really wish there were a prize for second place but unfortunately not.

Third: LufffiStudios


Winter

Frosted trees
gusty winds
bleak sunlight
the firewood's in.

Scarves are on
mittens too
there's a long way
'til Spring's anew.

Sniffles and coughs
all season long
the cold is mighty
but we are strong.

Around a fire
gathered we are
as the night gets darker
star by star.


I liked this one because you took something that everyone writes about and made it sound original. Also I liked that it had a good rhythm to it.


Honorable Mentions;


Make me say WHUT: Jediboy277

Misconceptions

there once was a brick.
not imagy enough for ya??
here once was a red brick.


I donât even know if you would consider this a poem. Its more like a sentence. So yeah you made me say Whut.


Most Random: McKenna_C111

It was definitely imagery but it didn't fit together well. In a word it was random.

Darkest: Choazmachine

It was very good, and I think I got the whole concept but it was definitely dark. Dark as in death. Other poems that fit into this category would be Cholokid's poem, and JereN.
thisisnotanalt
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I posted the poem in the poetry contest profile.

Parsat
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So the next theme...how about a fixed verse poetry form? Methinks a cinquain (any type) would be interesting.

thisisnotanalt
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Or we could annoy everyone on the face of the Earth and make it a haiku!

Parsat
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Haikus are overrated, and it's already been done before.

adrecka_33
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What about the theme: Rain. It could be used in many ways yet all centered around that?

thisisnotanalt
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Well, I'm not in the mood to write a serious poem.
The theme is rain? The droplets, I know 'em
They splish, they splash.
They fall and crash.
And as an emotional device, they're used too much
instead of trying, authors use rain for such and such.
And quite frankly, this rain pisses me off.
In the face of falling water, I simply scoff.
And this poem is not meant to be taken seriously
even though i'twill be judged quite imperiously
and in all flippance, i denounce this precipitation
I submit this poem with some consternation.

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Rain

Dripping acidity
Falls from the sky.
The clouds up above
Have no alibi.

Falling fast
Into the mouth of a kid.
Raining is what
The dark clouds did.

He thinks it's sad,
We think it's cool.
They feel it's wet,
You shout, "No school!"

The sky is gray,
The air is cold,
Our heads are drenched,
But the sky unfolds!

Rays of gold
Pierce through the gray.
The smoggy scent
Goes away.

Puddles are everywhere,
Worms are too.
The sky opens up,
A nice ocean blue.

The rain was calming,
But more important than zen,
It brought life to
the plants, and then

It was time to enjoy
A sunny Spring day.
Full of blistering heat
At least we live by the bay.


My poem for this week. I hope you like it.

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Rain...I can do this! I only live with it 9/10 of the year haha. Gotta love being in the Pacific Northwest.

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[b]Rainy[b/]
When I peer outside
I have to decide
If it's good to go
In rain or snow.

I think I'll chose rain
You think I've gone insane
But inside I know it's right
But just to see the sight of Rain
It makes my pain
Nothing at all
The tears of clouds are small
So I take a ride to the clouds
Happyness gone away.

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Rain, rain, go away,
Little children want to play.
Bask in the suns golden rays
Can you come again another day?

Drenching the man as he walks from his car,
The taxi mocks him, warm and dry.
Yet you come down, as the small boys tears,
All spilled for his dear little mother.
Died on the night of the loud roaring thunder.
Now her spirit,
free and soaring,
is dampened by your showers.

but the heavens break, and your water makes
the site we all wish to see.
The fish spys it as he writhers in the pond
The frog, as he reaches for flys.
The rainbow comes, and the children run out.
They laugh, cheer, and parade about.

The angered man, stops and looks.
Takes a photo for his memory book,
He gives up the taxi, passes the ride.
Takes more great strides in the warmth of the day.

Sulking and weeping, the boy wipes his eye
Swipeing a look at the sight to be seen.
He pictures the gold, and little lepracaun.
And his mtohers free soul. There in the bit of red.

Rain, Rain come again.
All the world will be your frined.
For all have been touched, by your godly display
And learned that rain likes an odd sort of play
All Will await your gracious return,
and your colorfull frined, brillaiant as gold.


Ok....I fail epicly, but I had to try. lol

thisisnotanalt
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This isn't my entry.
Haikus are overrated.
I avoid haikus.

choazmachine
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Something about bringing flowers to May, taking a shower in April...

April showers bring May flowers
And so does my Dad to mom
We mustn't hide, we mustn't cower
But raise to the air, our palms

For we can dance
We can sing
Change to shorts
Or other summer things...

Gather outside and play around
As the rain hits the ground
We splash,
We laugh
Until no more air can be found

Our breaths are gone
And we have sung
Laying in the lawn
Catching the drops on our tongues

For it's a rainy day
And we can say
We went outside
And we didn't hide

No, we danced around
We laughed so hard
But it was not in vain
For we shared this memory when it rained.
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So what it's gray outside
I am sure you can find
A thing you will like girl or boy
In the rain, filled with joy

-choazmachine

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