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!
I don't see the amount of entries being any reason to extend the date...the date should stay as stated even if there are only few entries, because some may be waiting for another theme. If they can't come up with a poem for this theme or something
The Seasons By:brooke_1997 Right now is Spring, Next is Summer, Then it's Fall, After Fall is Winter. Soon it will repeat all over again.
First with Spring. Spring has sprung! Each Spring has a brand new beginning with many things to do. Buds were peeping. Birds are chirping. Vines are creeping. Leaves turn green. Bees are humming. Time for a swim!
Now with Summer. The time is now. Summer has come. Too much hot weather, but its also lots of fun. Swimming, fishing, and lots more to do. The rainbow looks so beautiful and so do you. Oh how i love the Summer.
It's already time for Fall. The trees are brown, the little leaves come falling down. They do not make a sound. Silent. But uh oh, the wind comes, and off the leaves go. Making such a crumble sound. But no more pounding snowballs, Winter has to wait.
Brrr.. Its Winter. Snowflakes float gently from the sky. Slowly they fall passing by. Twirling and whirling in the sky. Down they come. Going somewhere they may. On the ground they lay, until they melt.
No more Winter. No more Fall. No more Summer. Right now is SPRING! Enjoy the Spring weather. It wont last that long. Theres still more seasons to come. Over and over again. Its a cycle of seasons.
earning ladies' heart is a piece of cake its real easy to make and bake like the cake from brenda and brooke's B-day when it is finally for this theme the due day
