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!
Fear is not one, fear is many Fear is the hope that is lost Fear is for weak, some may say Fear is hell, it's not a lie Fear is anything, everything But why?
Fear is not a thing Fear can be nothing Fear is what you believe, is Fear Stand up to Fear but is it possible?
Fear is what you think is Fear Fear is nothing but a second God Fear is nothing but your imagination Fear is what may keep you away Fear is what may move you forward. Fear is to overcome
Fear? Never heard of it. Doesnt seem like i know it, not one bit. Staring death in the face, Or maybe just a spider. Standing on the roof, not wanting to go higher. Looking at yourself, No one else to see. Sitting on the couch, Not knowing who your gonna be. Fear? Never heard of it.
Fear? Never heard of it. Doesnt seem like i do, not one bit. Staring death in the face, Or maybe just a spider. Standing on the roof, not wanting to go higher. Looking at yourself, No one else to see. Sitting on the couch, Not knowing who your gonna be. Fear? Never heard of it. Seems like you do, But just a little bit. ...just a little
Alright it is once again time for judging. But before I do that I have a VERY IMPORTANT ANNOUNCEMENT. I will no longer be judging the poetry contest. But don't think me heartless to leave you judgeless. No, taking over judging will be Wistress. She offered and I accepted. So from now on I will be right there along you guys writing poetry just not judging it. Be on the look out, because Wistress will be posting the next theme and dates after this. Now to go on to what you all have been waiting for.
First place goes to...:thisisnotanalt
It's intentions blood-soaked forlorn, devoid of hope no man or woman knows the reach of it's scope
it's a rotten denizen, untellably old the warm ember that leaves you cold the story we all know that remains untold
you need your senses, but they've deserted every ounce of strength you have perverted your mature psyche has been reverted
it's the man in the corner with the bloody knife it's hesitant, pensive and pure strife the gut-wrenching lurch that pervades your life
the feeling of falling and drowning on land the feeling of can't when you already can the feeling of sinking in quicksand
fear, the lurking shadow in the light the indescribable shock and fright against this foe, the strong have no might
the mark on everyone, the empty desolation the living death that offers no reanimation silently slow live cremation
as it raises the knife to pierce you so it's being goes in, around and through shrinking back, there's nothing to do. . . .
FEAR
Gosh Thisisnotanalt, it was so hard for me to chose between you and pixie. But I finally chose yours because yours seemed to have everything a poem could, in perfect layout. The rhyming was perfect. Yet still it contained a great story.
Second place is:Pixie214
I look into your eyes knowing I can't say a word, you look straight past me like I'm one of the heard. There are so many things I would like to say to you, but the fear builds up; there is nothing I can do.
I stand at the cliff face, staring at the sea, too scared to jump too scared to be me. I fear myself and the children at school, they hate me because I'm not them, I'm not cool.
I'm silent I'm the quiet one, hidden away, I'm invisible if they see me they'll make me pay. Sitting at the back I dream their fate, too fearful to do it, to show my hate.
Pixie I picked yours cause I love how you wrote it in first person. Wrote in a way that showed how people think about fear. How they question it, avoid it, what causes fear. Good job!
Third place is:JereN
Feeling of life
What greater fear would a mother have, than to outlive her child. Or a fear of noble king, to see a subject wild.
A fear of an elder folk, is to be left alone. And the fear of viking bold, is to die at home.
Fear is the thing, it makes you feel alive. You feel it on your skin, and all your hopes stand aside.
If you say you feel no fear, so then you must be dead. 'cos all of us seek it dear, and then hide under the bed.
JereN another great poem. Its a shame you can win twice in a row.
Now for our honorable mentions:
First is our MOST RANDOM: Zega
Fear likes potatoes, and so do I, because fear likes it
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Interesting Zega Interesting.
Our First timers: surfthenet-Yours was very good Like how you brought the site into it. samdawghomie-Wow, I find it hard to believe that was the first Poem you wrote. Please keep up the good work. Krizaz- good emphasize on the theme. The_AG_King-So your not afraid of ANYTHING.
Shortest: shayneii
Trembling softly, BOOM! A frightful flight, knocked the night Towers crumbling down.
Again I really like when people write short poems cause it always proves that Short poems can have just as much meaning as long ones.
Maverick4, I liked that even with a message like fear. You still made it positive.
Its been fun guys, I am a little sad I am not judging anymore. But I think Wistress will be a great judge. And hay you never know I may be back one day. Thanks for the Support. Bye for now.
Thanks Adrecka. You WILL be missed as judge but we are ALL looking forward to your poems. <clapping> I applaud you for a job well done <still clapping>.
Anyway THIS WEEKS THEME IS ANXIETY. The deadline is Friday, July 3rd. I am staying with the emotion based theme this week because I think they make more interesting poems. Good Luck!
