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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)
(March 4, 2017 - 8:58 pm)
Great! Thank you very much. I'll post a new theme tomorrow.
(November 15, 2017 - 12:55 pm)
Thank you, Lucy! Congrats to Leafy and Kitten!!!!
(November 15, 2017 - 9:47 pm)
I had such a hard time picking a new theme that I decided to go with two, if that's okay with everyone. You can choose one to write your poem or combine them!
1) Love. Strong love, one-sided love, forbidden love...or it can be un-romantic love--you can write about things you love, places you love, people you love like family....
2) Art. Anything even remotely involving art. Artists, art history, your art, other people's art, modern art, etc.
(November 16, 2017 - 10:27 am)
Agh! I forgot to put the deadline in, too! What a hypocrite I am....
Let's say the deadline is November 30th.
(November 17, 2017 - 1:12 pm)
I shall try to join this beauty. But poetry is failing me. Give me some time.
By the way, your themes fit perfectly into my poet mood lately. Thank you!
(November 18, 2017 - 3:45 pm)
I did mine on Love!
Broken Hearts
Shattered pieces
The color of candy hearts
Stamped with the words "I Love You,"
In red edible ink
A mallet rests next to the chunks
Harder than steel;
Sharper than a knife.
Dusted with powder
Red, pink, white, and orange.
Used to crush
A heart as clear
Fragile
Weak
As glass.
A hand grabs the shards
With a sewing needle
And steel thread.
The hands stitch the heart back together
In hopes
That we can love again
After the end of this.
~~~~~~~~~~~~
(November 18, 2017 - 11:21 pm)
I wrote this prior to the contest, but it fits, so I hope that will be okay..
a love letter to a friend that hates me
——
she wants to disappear,
to wink out like a distant star,
slow and fading,
become a tiny spot on the horizon, a
half-forgotten, half-noticed
spot, a radio blip, a
silence.
she wants to be gone but
doesn’t want to be worried about.
wants it to be that
for all you know she’s in colorado,
safe and happy and coming
back next year,
except she wants to go somewhere much farther than
the centennial state
and never come back.
she’s perfect perfect perfect,
but not good enough—
not for herself, not for you,
not for anyone.
she lies in bed at night with tears not-quite-dried
and decides that her life goal
is to be half of what
they think of her.
drying out ballpoint pens in
color order, a
purple notebook, a styrofoam bird,
a dented water bottle, countless soccer
team photos,
old ballet slippers—
small things, pointless things,
and yet they are her world.
screw everything else
she wants and ever wanted!
she just needs you back, needs her friend again.
you don’t need her.
she’s replaceable, finite,
and you’re surrounded
by a million other people,
better people, better other better other and
not her.
she might disappear someday.
recede into her thoughts far enough that she
can’t come out,
become a scared turtle and retreat into
easy things, easy people. you are her
biggest problem but also the
best solution.
you are difficult, but you are worth it,
worth the time, worth the pain— all of it.
for you, she won’t let herself disappear.
she loves you.
(November 19, 2017 - 12:22 pm)
The Cloud Around Me
Brushes flying
Paint splatting
Glitter and oil and feathers float like a cloud around me.
Heart soaring
Mind free
As I forget about the stormcloud hanging over me.
People jeering
Mocking laughter
Have no place in this cloud of calm.
Me tripping
Cameras flashing
Cannot penetrate my cloud of creativity.
And yet, and yet,
even I,
cannot paint away the day.
(November 22, 2017 - 12:40 pm)
I can extend the deadline if anyone needs me to.
But also, you might have to find a different judge for this round because I might be prejudiced on account of Abi's poem.
(November 23, 2017 - 3:02 pm)
Prejudiced in what way?
(November 23, 2017 - 8:59 pm)
Because of a possible interpretation of its meaning, which is a subject I don't hold with.
(November 24, 2017 - 1:16 pm)
Oh, I understand. It was intended to mostly be about friendship-love, but I get how it could be interpreted differently. If you really feel like you won't be able to judge fairly, then you can appoint someone else, but I honestly don't care if I win or lose or what.
(November 24, 2017 - 7:54 pm)
a mailbox of unsent letters
i. i wish i had
something
better to say
to you
than
ii. i’m sorry
~~~
author's note: the pain of unrequited love, huh? apparently I've broken someone's heart; and now I don't know what to do
(November 25, 2017 - 12:16 am)
This is soooo beautiful. Ahhh, how can you write something so deep and heartbreaking in 13 words?! I'm in awe.
(November 25, 2017 - 4:48 pm)
Aww, thank you so much, Blue!
(November 25, 2017 - 11:44 pm)