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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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As long as you have a "storm" feeling in your poem it's fine if you want to use "lead" storm.

Maverick4
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Ok, just wanted to make sure. I dont want to spend a long time on something an then get D.Q'd. I'll start writing it now.

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The Final Patrol
By: Mav

On the Western Front
To the East of Normandy
American Troops seek refuge
Against the a'cursed rain

Thunder booms out
But not a cloud can be seen
The Men cower in fox holes
And seek protection from the rain

There home on the front
The holes where they hide
Can be there grave too
If the rain hits them

The thunder gets lounder
Men prepare for the worst
And hope for the best
And pray the rain doesnt come

Death comes quick
To those who are hit
By the rain unawares
And unprepared

Like shrieking pipers
The rain comes
And hits the ground
With a lound boom

Trees explode and
Dirt is kicked up
Where men used to be
A smoking crater lies

Wounded men scream
Cries of 'medic' ring out
And yet the rain still comes
And comes and comes

And then the rain stops
The storm is over
And men sink into their holes
To await the next storm

Maverick4
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Dang. I was writing a differnt poem, didnt like it, so I wrote a differn't one. But I forgot to change the title. Here it is again with a new title. The original was based in Fallujah, Iraq.
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Lead Rain
By: Mav

On the Western Front
To the East of Normandy
American Troops seek refuge
Against the a'cursed rain

Thunder booms out
But not a cloud can be seen
The Men cower in fox holes
And seek protection from the rain

There home on the front
The holes where they hide
Can be there grave too
If the rain hits them

The thunder gets lounder
Men prepare for the worst
And hope for the best
And pray the rain doesnt come

Death comes quick
To those who are hit
By the rain unawares
And unprepared

Like shrieking pipers
The rain comes
And hits the ground
With a lound boom

Trees explode and
Dirt is kicked up
Where men used to be
A smoking crater lies

Wounded men scream
Cries of 'medic' ring out
And yet the rain still comes
And comes and comes

And then the rain stops
The storm is over
And men sink into their holes
To await the next storm

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A stormy day at sea.
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The oceans lie black,
The calm before the storm.
Everything is "laid back"
Yet they know there's more.

The waves start to rise,
And clash against the hull.
The silence lies,
because those clouds are full.

Thunder licks,
It's devilish tongue.
Across those thick
Clouds that cover the sun.

The clouds let loose,
Their pouring barrage.
Of those wet bullets so numerous,
And those booms of thunder so large.

The waves cover the ship.
The sea tries to swallow her whole.
But it won't cover the lips,
Of this beautiful soul.

For this soul shines bright
And turns the skies blue
For now the sun is in sight
But there's more to the doom.

Because there's only so much light,
And something doesn't make sense.
For something's not right,
There's something dark in the distance.

choazmachine
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Wow I haven't been apart of this in a while so I'll add another poem that shall not be judged, but I only wish the above poem to be. This skims the edge of emotional storm. I first wrote it as a song but changed it a bit to make is a poem. This is to show that everyone makes mistakes!
Enjoy!

No one is perfect: Faceless Heros

If you do really want to see me
Just flip on the nearest t.v
or go out on the street and look up in the sky
cause im the man who knows how to fly

But im just as normal as you
trying to get through the school
and my life is just as hard as yours
even though i know i have more

But that doesn't mean my life isn't crap
now i just fall in an endless trap
and now the seas turn into black
as the sky meets it's match

Cause Im the guy that saves the day
and doesn't need anyone to pay

So you'll be seeing me flying at ground zero
Cause im in the group called the faceless heros
And then the badguys come and see
the wreckage we made im sure they'll flee
But we cannot smell, taste, see, or hear
when we get there, there's no need to fear

For we are the guys that save the day
And we only need the bad guys to pay

If you want to hear us
Go down to the bus
Where you can hear the news
Where we get the "whose"
the" whats", the "whens" ,the "whys"
And we make sure that no one dies

And then you'll see
Our impurities
Soon you'll see that we're no different
When you hear all of this bull****
You'll hear the anger, and the people who where hit
Because not everyone is so perfect

And even the good guys make mistakes
Even though we get most of the cake
But just remember this,
no one is perfect

And for heaven's sake,
everyone makes mistakes.

wistress
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WOW! It's going to be extremely tough to judge these poems this week ... All of these poems are inspiring and well written. I do not envy me this week. A round of applause for all of you thus far!

Maverick4
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Would you mind if i edited mine? I'm not that happy with it. I rushed through it because I had to leave, so... Poor excuses...Alt's poem...4-mins.......

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LESS than 4 minutes :P

Krizaz
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I would make a poem but I can't think of anything for storms.

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Does it have to be about storms? Or does thunder count as part of a storm?

Krizaz
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Does it have to be about storms? Or does thunder count as part of a storm?


Hail, Lighting, Rain, Thunder, Sleet, anything you see when a storm hits.
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Lame-ish, Couldn't think of anything but the ordanary. So a least you have a poem thats not complex.

Wind rushing past my face
This has become a dangerous place.
Buildings falling all around
Weighing hundreds of pounds.

Water whirling through the air
To push against it, I wouldn't dare.
Like little needles they land
On my arm and on my hand.

Bright flashing lights
Fly like painful kites
In my tear filled eyes
The light slowly dies

My mind is in a daze,
Everything is in a haze.
My eyes are closing, let me sleep.
Let me slip farther into the deep.

The will to go on has left me
The end of this storm I will not see.

Gametesta
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Here is a quatrain i wrote a while back:

Rain is falling
Gusting winds roar
The thunder is calling
While the rain continues to pour

~Gametesta~

Krizaz
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adreka, thats a good one for what you call "Lame-ish!"

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