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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Pixie214
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I'm lost, lying in my despair,
Am I alone? Is this feeling so rare?
The people around, towering above,
they push and struggle and give me a shove.
I feel faceless in the mirror,
No reflection in the flowing river.
I have my possesions and a golden crown,
I throw it in the river and watch myself drown.
I see me sitting in my comfortable chair,
I was always here, happy, no reason to stare.

Not sure about this one but I forgot to enter the last one

wistress
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My pleasure Parsat, I loved that poem ... that's probably why you placed 1st.

thisisnotanalt
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Okay, decided to go in a more song-ish style here. . . .

A lone wolf, lookin' for a place to be
attacked, beat back, lost track of by society
I can't see, I can't see
can't find a place to exist, a place just to be

it's the dullest point I've never seen
in the right park, barkin' up the wrong tree
A question to the answer I always flee
is it them, or is it me?

I've done nothin' but I still pay a fee
need glasses to be blind, without 'em I still can't see
in backlash, like being on a leash riding a jet ski
finding myself ain't exactly my cup 'o tea

nichodemus
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Hmmm...Could I use part of another poem I have been writing?

Parsat
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Probably, if it's your own. The only thing in the rules that might contradict that is that "the poem must be created for this contest." However, if you make some changes and adapt it, I don't see why not.

TRUdog
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I don't have a mind for poetry... thats why I read others work. Great job guys!

JereN
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Wistress..I want little shorter theme next round please

these long themes just don't speak to me..so I haven't been able to participate in few rounds now :'( and it makes me sad :P

but I just can't force a poem of a theme that doesn't speak to me :P

so could we get like...I don't know..."borderline" or something in that style maybe? something short anyways please :P

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Where is my mind?

I look at myself every day in the mirror
Some days I see a powerful conqueror
But many times I notice something wrong
I feel sad, I don't feel at all strong

I have my feet in the air and my head on the ground
I can see only the ground, there is nothing else around
When I have my feet again on the ground I ask myself
Someone answers, it's too late you have lost your self

wistress
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Peasant

Hmmm...Could I use part of another poem I have been writing?


Nich, as long as it's your original work I don't mind at all. Afterall, even if you wrote it quite some time ago, and it fits this theme, that, to me, is within the guidelines (as long as you haven't published it elsewhere).

Wistress..I want little shorter theme next round please


jereN , I am sorry, but I'm not sure what you mean by a shorter theme. Any theme, whether it's one word or more, can be as long or short as you interpret it to be. Personally I find one word themes to be harder to write for then multiple word themes, Like I said, it's just a matter of interpretation.


That being said, I'm a fair person, and would like to take a vote on this, so ... Who else thinks we should have one worded themes? Please answer so that I may get some feedback
JereN
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I don't mind if there are multiple word themes...but sometimes if you could pick a single word theme...it's just that for me it's hard to write a poem of multi word theme...I find those themes complex and the time needed would be few months :P

so I only ask if it's possible to every now and then to have a single worded theme

nichodemus
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Afterall, even if you wrote it quite some time ago, and it fits this theme, that, to me, is within the guidelines (as long as you haven't published it elsewhere).


Ack..it's in my thread...don't go looking for it!

Erm...I think one worded themes are too free-style, as in too many variations, thus it is hard to compare all of them on a similar platform. I don't mind doing multi-word titles. After all, writing poetry was never meant to be easy.
nichodemus
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I Look But I See Nothing

I look into the bathroom mirror,
But all I hear is the shrill laughter.
Disembodied voices follow me,
Everything I do they will see.

The feeling of being watched,
Causes my soul to be dislodged.
I fret over every grain of sand,
In this unending wasteland.

The lake's surface has only bright lights,
I don't see myself in sight.
I was never here, I was never there,
And you question where where where.

I don't me and I may never will,
The curtains fall and all is still.
I'm just another person in the crowd,
But my name none can say out loud.

I see things I should never do,
When time blurred and distrust grew.
Those words scratch on my walls,
They burn my eyes as they scrawl.

I'm lost in the wilderness I've created,
My breathe all gone and abated.
I'm trying to feel my way through,
Through the gaps my soul flew.

I seek the comforting heat and flames,
But I get the frigid stares and blames.
This is the last time I'll trust,
Empty promises and words that rust.

Flesh and bone but I feel ethereal,
No friends at my pauper's funeral.
Unremembered and forgotten inside,
Never really born, never really died.

Time to stop this bottling up,
Pour my remnants in a paper cup.
Too long have I tried to hold the dam,
An emotional wreck is what I am.

Cause I struggle with the uneasiness,
In a state of painful wretchedness.
I will not mention these secrets,
Lest they morph to bitter regrets.

I used to have this protection,
But not now I've veered off direction.
I scream my throat dripping raw,
Till it burns and aches my jaw.

Tender ribs hide the palpitating,
By God give me some explaining.
I blanch at the barely-hidden callousness,
The dripping water swirls the gloominess.

I'm a refuge in my own body,
I've created all my sorry follies.
I cannot see my face in the reflection,
It's all a God damn fabrication.

I tried to sew up the broken stitches,
Yet I was drinking with the witches.
I lead a complex double life,
And it presented me only with strife.

I cannot find myself amidst the space,
I've been down and I've lost the race.
I've peeled away all the masks,
But still I endlessly moan and ask.

I'm a peculiar stranger to all,
I'm trapped between the call and fall.
Even they have abandoned me,
And from myself I turn and flee.

These wounds spread the cancer,
I truly badly need a final answer.
Nothing has always been an excuse,
I've always been denied and refused.

Long have I been running and escaping,
Always on the road, always searching.
I'd break down before my hair's grey,
I'd scream but my shadow has none to say.

I'm still surprised I didn't fall to my knees,
In this solid prison of make believe.
Or perhaps it's a room of the real,
And it's not a case of self-derail.

Slipping out of the back door,
My eyes burn a hole in the floor.
I'm on a futile never ending quest,
Finding me is merely Satan's Test.

I have not a face but a marble slate,
Perhaps it was meant to be my fate.
I've looked so hard but its still zero,
Tried, but I failed playing the hero.

I have no known identity,
I have lost all plausible history.
I'm lost in this wide sordid paradise,
Nothing I do seems to suffice.

I still cannot see my face,
I still cannot find my self,
I still cannot make out the features,
I still cannot see the reflection,
I am the nameless one.

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As life starts to fall apart
we all find ourselves back at the start
trying to retrace our steps
trying to remember what what we all forget

We gave it up so easily with compromise
slowly letting go was easier than sacrifice
the most important thing we own
for a measly price it was sold

It's easier to write collectively
to avoid the truth or so it seems
to have the luxury of being naive
rather than to face my own reality

So now I'm here back at the start
looking at the girl who thinks she's smart
this is probably the smartest thing I'll ever do
remember myself and never forget till my days are through.

wistress
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so I only ask if it's possible to every now and then to have a single worded theme


Of course, I have no problem with that.

Erm...I think one worded themes are too free-style, as in too many variations, thus it is hard to compare all of them on a similar platform. I don't mind doing multi-word titles. After all, writing poetry was never meant to be easy.


I tend to agree with that.
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Always been a little shy round people
But that's not me, as i now see
I'm finding my self in the music
As I sing I know that this is me
Because I am happy for once

I used to be quiet and never say a word
Afraid of what people would think
But when I sing i don't even care
Cause I can just me myself
As the music spins me around

I lost myself some where along the line
Thinking I needed to change my ways
To be just like you, but that's not true

And now I am finding my self in song
In the beauty of singing, I found me
Because that's who I am
And who I want to be... is me


Very lame, but I was very bored.

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