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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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wistress
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Congrats AG_King! this weeks theme is "Storms"

Deadline is Sunday, July 12th ... Good Luck!

adrecka_33
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Ag_King. Wistress stated the theme after she judged Look a little closer at the very end. But for now I will save the you time and tell you. The theme was storms. For more detail look at the judging.

Humm, I like the theme Wistress. I think you'll get a lot of good poems out of that one. I'll think up one and enter as well (later).

wistress
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Humm, I like the theme Wistress. I think you'll get a lot of good poems out of that one. I'll think up one and enter as well (later).


I thought the theme would receive a lot of good entrees also. The only qualm I had about this theme was that I truly didn't know if it had been done before. However I am looking forward to the pattering of poems ... I know, &quotattering", bad pun, I just couldn't help myself.
Maverick4
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ah well, im rising up the ranks. And I'm atleast consistent in ranking. Congratz Ag_King. Hmmm... storm...

thisisnotanalt
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I'm consistent in ranking too

Hmmm. . .storms. . .I have a few lines formulating in my head. . .expect them to be out of my head and in here soon

goumas13
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This time I think I will compete again the last theme was too hard for me. ):

wistress
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Glad to see you will be posting poetry again goumas.

zlith
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the rain was falling hard as stone
we were in our houses all alone
no one dared to go outside
so much lightning we'd lose our hides

reversal of Noah I presume
so much rain, is that the sun...or the moon
rain was absent for 40 days and nights
we looked out the window and had no sight

all but one was in his house
the gravedigger was digging and getting doused
his back was cut from all the rain
I don't see what he had to gain

he was screaming from the pain so loud I heard him
the sky was releasing its heavy burden
his arms where strong his stomach was thin
he finished the grave then jumped in


gravedigger, when you dig my grave, can you make it shallow, so I can feel the rain

wistress
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gravedigger, when you dig my grave, can you make it shallow, so I can feel the rain


I am assuming you put italics around the last line since it is from a song by the Dave Matthews Band ... however, for future reference, please quote the phrase and give credit to the actual author.

For instance, type "gravedigger, when you dig my grave, can you make it shallow, so I can feel the rain" - quote from the song Gravedigger by the Dave Matthews Band.

Thanks! Nice poem though!
Krizaz
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Sorry, I am not sure I can explain it more then this statement already explains itself. Let me try though ... I guess I am just letting you know that I appreciate all the poems, after all, they are all good poems and well thought out.


Still doesn't explain much. Are you saying our poems suck?
nichodemus
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I'm consistent in ranking too


I entered once and won alt

Nah just kidding....I better deflate the ego and write something that is actually readable....right now!
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Nich, I
I'm not the only one here who needs or wants more people for competition. . . .

PLEASE ENTER KTHXBAI

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Well well alt....as you spoke I was finishing my lsat verse...

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Storm in me

The nightmares cloud my thoughts,
All the vicious battles I have fought.
If only you know the turmoil in me,
Give me salvation to set them free.

A psychological rack to play on,
The emotional wave crashes and I am gone.
Swept along by the torrential rain,
I feel fatigued and mentally drained.

It is a storm within my body,
To ride high on regret and folly.
I have tried to make amends,
I fly upon the wings Heaven sends.

A civil war tears my heart apart,
A thousand cruel arrows and barbed darts.
Tossed upon the sharp rocks,
Around me the crows and ravens flock.

If only I had stopped and seen,
The roses red and meadows green.
But it is too late the storm is here,
To rip apart all I hold dear.

It is a storm within my body,
To ride high on regret and folly.
Just forgive me I beg,
I surrender and hold the white flag.

I am drowning in my words,
Just pierce me with the swords.
A coven of witches laugh and cackle,
My fire weakens and crackles.

The eye of a hurricane has no respite,
I lower my head in all your spite.
It is my fault and I know that,
The tempest sprawls me flat.

It is a storm within my body,
To ride high on regret and folly.
I'll give anything to reverse time,
To wash it all away with quicklime.

The gale blows me off my feet,
My confessions all I admit.
I only seek your mercy,
Neither God's nor the Pope's clemency.

I see you smile and come,
Perhaps you'll forgive me for what I've done?
You say I'm silly to think like such,
The friendship worth more and much.

The storm thins to a halt,
They have stopped the assault.
I'll wash this memory clean to nothingness,
There's no point to continue the weariness.

Perhaps it's a stalemate,
Perhaps it's a twist of fate.
But I do not care of the stor'âs end.
I'm just happy that we're still friends.

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I like it, Nich. The meter is a bit erratic, but it's a great poem.

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