Poetry Contest

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Poetry Contest

Poetry Contest

Well, we haven't had one of these in a while, have we? Time for a new one, I say! Welcome, resident poets!

The rules are pretty simple. I am the first judge. I will give you a theme, and you must write a poem relating to the theme. Be creative with your interpretations! I will then judge the entries by a set date, and the winner will then be the next judge, and set the next theme. And so on, and so forth. 

The first theme will be... *dramatic drumroll*

Stars! Whether you chose to write about the kind of stars you wish on, or the kind that take the stage, I will be eagerly awaiting your sparkly, shiny, beautiful poems. Have them in by... Saturday, March 18. Two weeks. Sound fair? 

I hope to see your poems soon!

~Booksy <3 

submitted by Booksy Owly
(March 4, 2017 - 8:58 pm)

evolution

 

i.

you smell march before

it hits. mist on the mailbox,

haze contained in ivory envelopes.

uneven days transform into routine.

parking the sedan in the driveway,

snow shovel forgotten by the garden 

gate. giddy, coffee cup in your hand,

you find a flurry of letters. you find them

every evening

now.

 

they keep you warm like the fireplace did last winter.

 

ii.

summer creeps in on padded feet.

you book a flight.

three thousand miles just to see the stars.

the airport, sundresses and sunlight.

but everything is dim compared to your love.

a candle in your life, illuminated.

you spend that summer on the rooftop of

long red buses and

in corner cafés on foggy daybreaks.

your laughter lives through the night.

 

one midnight, you sit on the balcony, caught in a dream.

 

iii.

every pretty thing ends too soon.

in an explosion of rose petals and 

tea to last a year, you

find yourself alone driving in your sedan again.

rooted firmly in loss, the leaves

change hue. vibrant green to crisp apple red.

across the street, the neighbors

string purple lights and balance pumpkins in a 

pyramid. the autumn air chills your fingers.

during lunch breaks in the office, you

pour tea into disposable cups and drench yourself

in memories. 

 

at home, you spill candle wax on your slippers.

 

iv. 

december is the loneliest month.

no matter how many candles you light,

everything remains shrouded in darkness.

the only thing that could shatter the 

shadows

is a lifetime away.

christmas trees in the mall, glittering.

lovers buying gifts.

you walk this road solo.

you sweep snow off your driveway.

at the bottom of all the ice,

you find

 

a glowing red petal. 

 

submitted by Cruciverbalist, chasing midnights
(September 17, 2023 - 4:30 pm)

Candle

Like a little candle’s flame

I’ve been brightened since you came

You lit the light within me

Forever together we will be

This flame shall keep me warm

Even during the darkest storm

So long as we stay strong and true

My light will never die….for you

---
I tried to do a different kind of poem. 

submitted by Moon Wolf, age lunaryears, A Celestial Sky
(September 19, 2023 - 6:31 pm)

Dark

Dank

Damp

This is my home of Despair

Cold

Wet

Sad

This is my home of Tears

Hurt

Broken heart

Pain

This is my home of Lonely

Hate 

Anger

Rage

This is my home of Fury

Hope

Kindness

Love

Has left, no home here

The sun is covered by clouds of tears

That fall and sting my skin

I have fallen into a pit of despair 

Of tears, lonely and fury

You left me

When I needed you the most

My cries went unheard

Or so I thought

A ray of sun through the rain

A ladder to the surface

A smiling face

Open arms 

Loving gaze

My heart is whole once more

I can love again

My eyes have opened

And I run toward the light.

submitted by Hawkstar, age Poetry, in the... um... PIZZA
(September 20, 2023 - 2:18 pm)

I was alight 

On dreams

For a while.

I was alright

On hopes

And smiles,

False smiles.

I was so bright

Shining

Like a star

In space

Who knew

Her place.

But then the skies shifted

As they do.

Purpose got lost

In the blue.

My light, so small

Insignificant.

Flickered out.

No one noticed it went.

And so I despair in the dark

Alone

And lonely

And so I let my tears fall

Or would

If only

They would let me

Wallow in misery

Soak it in

Feel the pain

Till it's nothing

To me

Till it's comfort

-ing,

Like I know what you're going through

I share your tears

And now you know

There's nothing to fear.

Instead they pull me

Roughly

Out of the pit

Ignoring why

I was first in

Tell me, ok, you're out now

And don't be back again

So I can't go back again

So I can't let my feelings flow

And let them go

By going in. 

I was alight

Once

Guiding others home

I was alright

Once

Till Life took full control

Till I grew up

And lost all I knew,

Till I grew up,

Till I

Was lost

Too 

 

 

ackk sorry this is so long, I just sat down and it all came tumbling out 

submitted by CelineBurning Bright, age FINALLY, In A Poetry Mood
(September 25, 2023 - 2:01 pm)

Circling 

 

the stars alight

burning bright

spinning, spinning, spinning

in space

 

a candle

a flicker

a bounce

dancing, dancing, dancing

 

puff, air,

another element

darkness

the night

closes in with shadowy hands

closing, closing, closing

 

the sky

vast, enormous

color changing always

singing, singing, singing

 

the rise and fall

flicker on, flicker off

moonrise, sunfall

sunrise, moonfall

f

a

l

l

i

circling, circling, circling 

now, here, then, forever.

submitted by Sylver
(September 25, 2023 - 8:30 pm)

Uhh... did this poem get away from me completely? Yes, yes it did. Hope it didn't stray too far from the prompt, though...

~~~

warm air pulling water droplets from our hair

sitting shoulder to shoulder on pine-needle sewn slats of wood

I told you I'd never seen so many stars at once

you said you hadn't either.

backs against a wall, facing absolute darkness

twisted into the shape of trees

the boughs bent towards us

& pulled us closer to the sky.

our voices felt quieter than total silence

the moon was so bright it burned my eyes

& stung like dry ice when I reached out to touch it.

secrets spilled out of my mouth in waves

& the fireflies snatched them up & hoarded them.

a single shooting star alighted

from God's hands into our own

& I don't know if I loved you then

but in that moment

we were the only two people to ever see the sky. 

submitted by Silver Crystal, age Infinity, Milky Way
(September 25, 2023 - 9:47 pm)

Ohh beautiful.... if your poem got away from you, then AWESOME, cuz it made this! *reads once more cuz it's just that kind of poem*

This is so so awesome... so satisfying and right and true... I love your descriptions and ampersands and personification and how you fit so much in so little, only what's needed, which gives it so much more meaning... and that conclusion is just perfect! In fact, all these poems are awesome! Thank you all!
submitted by CelineBurning Bright, age As Needed, The FireMist Sea
(September 26, 2023 - 12:23 am)

Um, I hope it's okay if I join the contest. I've been on the CB a long time but *deep breath* I'm a little self-conscious about posting my poems. So any constructive feedback would be great! Hopefully the format doesn't come out weird with this one

 

Untitled

you

alight

bird-like

 

hummingbird wing heartbeats 

thrumming inside my chest, bursting

flying       and

soaring      and 

crying       and 

f

a

l

l

i

n

g

for

you 

brown feathersoft eyes leave

songbird-shaped prints on my soul, then

you

fly

a      w              a                        y

and

i'm left on the ground

'cause i never had wings without

you 

submitted by Flamarestii
(September 26, 2023 - 5:05 pm)

Woahh... constructive criticism? I'm surprised to say I don't have any for you! Usually when we do peer editing in class I can find at least 21 things wrong with everyone's paragraphs, but... you did this so splendidly that I'm pleased to say that I can't change anything to make it better than it already is (oc, maybe someone else can bc constructive criticism, is, oc useful, and so I shall scour my brain for something I could say)! 

 

scouring... please wait...
well, I suppose I don't fully understand the crying part, it seems to break character because crying is often seen as a sad thing, but, of course, poetry, and I can see many ways how it can fit if you look closer, but on the surface, it's a bit like... off? Not fitting with flying and soaring which are now like free up in free sky happy things?? Idk, that was horrible not even constructive criticism that I don't even really believe sorry. 
Onto compliments which are much easier!
I love the title. It fits. It's simple and satisfying, at least to me. I like how Untitled ends and starts with "you", because that's what it really is. You. I like your descriptions of "you". My favorite line has got to be "hummingbird wing heartbeats". I literally gasped when I read that. It just has a ring to it and it's perfect and so poetic and what a great description, free and quick and thrumming and exhilarating and alive! While also sticking to your first comparison. And the imagery that line calls forward... it's brilliant, I can say that with absolute confidence. I like your format (if it came out right). I like the f a l l i n g for you, I think that could mean heartbeats falling like the narrator can't breathe when near "you", and when you look that way it kinda seems like the narrator catches themself with the "for you". You can also see it "falling for you". You can see it both ways simultaneously, the first way then when you get to "for you", it changes your perspective and view while still holding onto the first. "Brown feathersoft eyes" are such beautiful imagery... warm and kind and caring and soft... and I like how the letters in "away" get farther and farther, well, away! I like the choice of lowercase, even in the "i'm", it just gives a freer (or not really limited/with a shape), warmer, and more.. innocent(?) feel. And that conclusion is really just... wow. Heartbreaking and truthful and... I can't explain, but beautiful. :) :) :)
oh, and I think the bird is a perfect comparison, cause we get lost in their beauty, but they're free creatures and don't stay long and soon flit away again until we are left, as you say, "on the ground", wishing we could come with.
submitted by CelineBurning Bright, Hummingbirdwingheartbeats
(September 26, 2023 - 6:34 pm)

I loved that Flamie almost made me cry TT

submitted by Hawkstar
(September 26, 2023 - 7:32 pm)

Thank you so much for your kind and encouraging feedback!! This made my day and thank you! @Celine to be honest I just used crying bc it rhymed with flying, so I should probably change it. The format didn't come through perfectly the first time so I hope it's okay if I try a screenshot instead: 

 

 

submitted by Flamarestii, fireflies
(September 26, 2023 - 9:19 pm)

Oooh I love this format so much thanks for sharing!!! :DDD especially the "flying and soaring and crying part", it looks like it actually is!!!

submitted by CelineBurning Bright, age Poetryland, The Land of Poets
(September 26, 2023 - 11:51 pm)

Wasn't judging day yesterday? No rush though :)

submitted by tOpPpPp
(October 1, 2023 - 6:02 pm)
submitted by @pangolin, age no rush, just wanted to let u know
(October 1, 2023 - 9:25 pm)

late, and with less-than-adequate feedback, i’m so sorry :/ you all had amazing poems, and it was so hard to pick a winner. thank you all for your patience <3

honorable mentions~

moon wolf! this poem is so sweet! i always find it so hard to write rhyming poetry without it feeling forced, but yours doesn’t seem like that at all! the rhyming is really natural, and adds a nice rhythm to the poem. and i really like how you compared love to a candle—you executed it really well, too. nice job :D

hawkstar! ooh, this is really pretty. i love the short one-world lines at the beginning—they create a really cool rhythm, and then when you start using longer lines halfway through the poem it’s really effective in shifting the tone. the repetition with “This is my home of Despair,” “This is my home of Tears,” and so on sets the mood really nicely. overall, i really love the message and it’s just really beautiful :)

celineburning bright! whoa, i love this! it’s got a really nice rhythm and rhyme scheme, and the message is kind of complex but executed really well—the way i interpreted it, it’s about how growing up and maturing and leaving behind that childhood innocence and carelessness? and it’s also got themes of not being able to show your emotions without people making you feel guilty for not being happy all of the time. it’s really relatable, nice job :)

sylver! ooh, this is lovely! i love the repetition throughout—not just with the italicized words but with “moonrise, sunfall / sunrise, moonfall” too. i especially like the lines “the night / closes in with shadowy hands”—the imagery is really pretty. i love the celestial themes as well. nice job :D

third place

silver crystal! this is so pretty?? i love the unconventional (?) imagery: “pine-needle sewn slats of wood” and “fireflies snatched them up & hoarded them”—it’s all just really creative and adds to the uniqueness and beauty of this poem. you’re always able to establish such a vivid atmosphere through your poetry, and i really love that about this piece. it’s such a sweet poem, capturing a small moment and writing about it with a sense of beauty and wonder. nice job :D

second place

flamarestii! whoa, this is so beautiful! i totally understand being self-conscious about posting your poems (i used to be/am still? like that) but the poetry contest is a great place to grow as a poet :D anyway i really love your poem! celine said it better than i ever could XD but i really do like the formatting—it adds a lot to the poem, and honestly it’s just so cool. i love how you used birds as a metaphor for falling in love and—ultimately—unrequited love (at least that’s what i got from it). the imagery is also beautiful—i especially like the lines “hummingbird-wind heartbeats / thrumming inside my chest.” it’s really beautiful, nice job! i’d love to see more of your poetry (only if you’d like to share, ofc) :)

first place

cruciverbalist! what this is so good!! your writing is simply beautiful—i’m especially fond of the lines “you smell march before / it hits. mist on the mailbox, / haze contained in ivory envelopes.” i love the imagery. the concept is really cool too—using the seasons to tell a story about a relationship, and you executed it really well. there’s so much emotion in this piece, too! lines like “the autumn air chills your fingers. / during lunch breaks in the office, you / pour tea into disposable cups and drench yourself / in memories” do an excellent job of creating the overall tone. i really love this poem, it’s gorgeous. you’re the next judge! :D

submitted by pangolin, age she/they, i hate high school :/
(October 2, 2023 - 6:01 am)