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)

Hopefully I didn't completely butcher my Spanish in here heh

-Translate WATER

Staring in 

El muy bonito Azul

The ocean and

Your eyes

I always dive right in

Your laughter drowns me

Yet I'm buoyed by your smile

When I'm in your 

Presence 

Everything feels so

Perfecto

I'm liquid around you 

Going with your flow

Is that wrong? It's just

It's hard to stay afloat

When you're gone

You are

My life source, my more than a

Bueno amigo

I see you holding back

Can't you just try and

Take a chance 

Por favor? 

Come swim with me in

El aqua de amor  

submitted by Hawkstar, age Dynamite , My thoughts in Korea
(November 21, 2024 - 1:41 pm)

I wrote a narrative poem~

Out of eternity came forth Aqua,

The beautiful water goddess.

She looked over the Earth along with

The other deities, with a loving care

For the humans, the inhabitants of Earth.

In those days, Earth was drying up

From the heat of the sun, and the people

Begged Aqua to draw forth water upon the land.

She agreed, flowing water from her fingertips

And onto the Earth, creating lakes and streams,

Of freshwater for the humans to drink,

As well as filling oceans to make homes for

Marine animals, for the humans to admire

Or to take as food if they so wished.

The humans began to thrive in the land,

Spreading to every corner of the Earth.

They began to industrialize, turning

The sky gray with smoke, the land

Dry and poisonous, and waters polluted.

The other deities were angry, understandably so,

Yet they could not do anything, for they

Loved the humans too much to discipline them.

Aqua knew that it was up to her—otherwise,

The humans would never change if they

Were never told that they had to.

So she called up her friend Terres, who ruled

Over the land, and Terres shook the Earth

With their grand might—creating an earthquake.

 Aqua then caused ocean waters to rise up,

Crashing them into the humans’ civilizations—

A tsunami—flooding their dwellings.

Soon the humans came and asked the deities

To never again flood their homes—

Knowing that a future situation of discipline

Could arise, Aqua came up with a promise—

As long as the humans did not cause destruction

Upon the Earth, the deities would leave them

In peace for them to go on with their lives—

And although the humans would forget 

From time to time, a little discipline,

Aqua knew, would cause the humans to

Remember again their promise. 

submitted by Moon Wolf, age lunars, A Celestial Sky
(November 21, 2024 - 9:45 pm)

This is a short one, but I'm quite proud of it!

 

waves, like dog’s tongues, 

lick at his ankles, he skips through
the water, blue, turquoise, 
aqua, green smacks his skin,
and the sky pounds down 
above his head, a thousand purples
save the horizon, glowing red.
i saw it all in my mind, ten years ago,
head in my grandfather’s lap, 
his leather hands in my hair, his walking stick 
like polished bone on the floor,
and he told me stories, and i barely listened
[i listen now, he babbles rather than talks;
funny, isn’t it, how age comes full circle – no,
it isn’t funny that age comes full circle]
but i still remember the sea, painted all in acrylics,
stifling in its saturation, and i watched, enraptured,
as my grandfather danced, forty three years old, 
happy.
submitted by WordSong, age Forever, Under a Rock
(November 22, 2024 - 5:01 pm)