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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wistress
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I know that traditionally tankas do not rhyme, but I couldn't help myself ...so here goes ...


Fairy wings full flight
Chasing fireflies at night
Her eyes impart love
And she, I am in awe of
Begetting warm emotion

JereN
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Hi...it's time to make an entry again :P

because the syllables of the Tanka...I had to leave some parts away that I wanted to have in this...but the message should still come through quite well :P

Same old words

When day of joy comes
That day you really are free
Friends will be near you
But they might not feel like thee
Priest speaks same old words all know
From earth to earth, dust to dust


Thank you thank you...hope you liked it :P
feedback always welcome...this was the first time I try a style like this...I think that I haven't even made a haiku before...

wistress
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JereN.

Just wanted to let you know that you have 1 too many lines in your poem. Their should only be five lines.

JereN
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LOL...sorry :P don't know how that extra came there

let me fix that :P So forget the last post...this is my entry :P

Same old words

Your day of joy comes
That day you really are free
Your friends no joy see
Priest speaks same old words all know
From earth to earth, dust to dust

goumas13
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Walking near

So many pines
I see one always near us
walking hand in hand
the nature in our path
together now, forever

nichodemus
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Thousand miles apart,
Little angel I need you,
This long wait spells pain,
But love trumps the agony,
In silence I will suffer.

I'll give you the title later I guessâ¦.

wistress
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LOL...sorry :P don't know how that extra came there




Just didn't want you to be automatically disqualified for not having the right form.
Maverick4
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Untitled

Shrouded sea of pine
Orange-robed meditate
Nettles drifting down
Raking through a rock garden
Crumbling-lichen covered wall

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Untitled

Shrouded sea of pine
Orange-robed monks meditate
Nettles drifting down
Raking through a rock garden
Crumbling-lichen covered wall
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Wrote that faster than I could think, and forgot a word.

choazmachine
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They Come, we Welcome Them.

The oceans turn black
The skies boil into blood red
Bodies lay silent
While flames swallow the lost books

This relates to a story that was written a while back explaining how a monks in a church see a boat arrive at their island, they come wit foods and drinks to welcome their guests and get butchered by the northmen and the church gets burned down.

choazmachine
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They Come, we Welcome Them.

The oceans turn black
The skies boil into blood red
Bodies lay silent
While flames swallow the lost books
And with everything they took

This relates to a story that was written a while back explaining how a monks in a church see a boat arrive at their island, they come wit foods and drinks to welcome their guests and get butchered by the northmen and the church gets burned down.

zlith
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the dead tree

When he was taunted,
he climbed the dead lonely tree.
His sanctuary.
But he saw a beautiful girl,
and the tree flowered with her.

TheWarTank33
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wow I got third place on my first poem...mmm I think I'll try the new theme...and I think I'll go ahead and totally mess it up with the randomness of my mind:

Christmas Disappointment:

I found a white seed,
Underneath my Christmas tree,
Why was there a seed,
Where my presents should be?...please,
Don't do this to me!

awwww...I still can't break my habit of rhyming. :/ oh well.

yielee
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Counting syllables;
Is this such an easy task?
One, two, three, four, five-
Boil is two syllables.
But is girl one or two?

yielee
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Then there are the words
Crumbling, orange, and while.
Are these so simple?
I cannot make up my mind
As my fingers count them so.

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