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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)
This one didn't work out as smoothly for some reason, even though I tried several different layouts for the peices.
(December 13, 2017 - 2:32 pm)
(December 13, 2017 - 2:33 pm)
Oops, somehow those pictures posted on this thread. I distinctly remember clicking on the other thread. Oh well! I must have done something wrong. Please disregard the pictures, they were supposed to go on another thread :P
(December 13, 2017 - 2:35 pm)
I like your nail polish :P. I kind of forget that all of us are actual people, because I never physically see any of you :D.
Anyway, poems are due this Friday, unless any of you guys want me to change it. :)
(December 14, 2017 - 7:03 pm)
*Squints at image* OMG-SHARP IS THAT ROMAN FROM SANDERS SIDES?
Sorry, I kinda fangirled for a minute there. Anyway, that's a great collage!
(December 14, 2017 - 10:42 pm)
Unfortunately, I have no idea who that is. It's actually one of my friend's original drawings.
(December 15, 2017 - 8:45 am)
(December 15, 2017 - 7:22 am)
I know I can't enter my own contest
I'll judge tomorrow
This poem is too good not to be read
I'm treating you
Death
is a funny thing
We are all afraid of it
We want to live forever
But without death
What is life
Nothing is forever
We try to measure our time
The clock ticks
For every beat of our heart
Our hearts do not beat forever
And while they do
We need to follow them
We frighten ourselves
We do not realize
Night is a part
of day
Without oceans
we wouldn't walk
on land
Without water
our throats
could not be parched
Without heartbreak there would be no
kisses
If we had no lips
a tongue
would not matter
I died today
when I saw you
with her
when you didn't call
when you left
when I missed my chance
can't I just kiss you?
Without death there is no life
But without life
how many times do I have to die for you?
Didn't you like living with me?
I can survive without you
I can eat, force crumbs through my parched lips
I can drink,
That isn't the point
I can't die without you, because
how can you die
if you are not alive
~~~~~
Sorry, guys, I have depressing bursts of poetry, and when I am alone, I really just want my writing to be read by someone who cares. I hope you all have great winter breaks, and I'll try to do the judging tomorrow.
(December 16, 2017 - 1:46 am)
You were right, that was a treat!
(December 16, 2017 - 1:52 pm)
I do realize that I kind of complimented my own poem. Twice. Oh well, thanks for agreeing with my compliment ;).
(December 16, 2017 - 11:48 pm)
Because I could not see beyond death,
It never told me anything.
You may tell now,
With your unknown lies,
But still, undying, I will rise.
Do you really believe that fatality
is
forgettable?
It’s unforgettable beyond belief.
A night,
learned to take
before sharing,
the lesson of children,
but it never learned.
You may move,
With your haunting lies,
But still, like a ghost, I'll rise.
(December 16, 2017 - 11:41 am)
I know I was supposed to judge today. Sorry guys, but I can't. I was really busy today, because I'm getting on a plane tomorrow to go to, well, another place (I cannot disobey my mother's wishes not to share my location). I will judge either tomorrow or the next day. Therefore, because I am ruining your excitement (assuming you were all standing there going "Yippee, Stargirl is going to judge today, and this is all I'm going to think about all day."), I shall also extend the deadline with my utmost mightyness and power. So you guys can post your poems until I post the judgementssssss. Just try to make sure I wasn't the last person who commented (if it hasn't shown up yet), because, well, I wouldn't want all your lovely poems to go to waste. I mean, in the sense of competition. No poems are ever wasted.
Anyway, you're probably thinking, "Gee. Stargirl is writing an awfully long post about why she has no time to judge. Hmm. Logic." I apologize, but judging will take me way longer than writing this post is taking me, because right now I am basically pouring my every thought onto my comment, while judging has to be much more organized. Like, it probably wouldn't be very good if I was like, "Well, so-and-so, I like yours, but so-and-so's is better because yadayada, but I can't really decide, because yours is..." You get the point. I am a perfectionist, so I MUST HAVE TIME TO JUDGE. Okay, I should probably stop talking now because my comment is nearing 15 minutes to complete, and I have to go, because, of, multiple, things, I, am, out, of, mental, breath, spare, me.
Well, bye.
(I can never just end a post with "bye." I kind of go on and on and like--
Stargirl. Stop. Just stop.
Well, that concludes the vicious argument between the multiple sides of Stargirl for today.
--Hey! Ow!--
We hope that you have enjoyed this mostly sincere message.
Adieu.
(December 17, 2017 - 12:01 am)
Thank you guys for joining the latest contest! I loved reading all your poems, and I wish that I could give all of you a place. I truly think that all of your poems are so diversly delectable and innovative. You each have a particular voice, and goodness, some of your imagery is painfully good (that's a compliment; like, it's so good, it hurts. You get it.). But, alas, my job as the theme-giver is also to judge. So let the listing begin.
Honorable Mention: as i fade away - September
I love your poem so much, September! It was really hard for me to choose where to place you, because I could really relate to your poem, and it was so beautifully written. I really like your formatting, and I think that you did a really good job of alliteration: " i am a whisper on the lips of the ghosts of your past..." It emanated emotion, and I felt the dejected, hopeless, given up sort of feeling that your writing so eloquently expressed. I hope I can read more of them!
3rd Place: Mausoleum - Bluebird
I love the imagery of this poem, Bluebird. The way you describe the descent into your underground tomb, littered with yellowing bones that poke out of your skin... and then the way you pick yourself back up and put yourself together, climbing out of your tomb to breathe the fresh air of spring... I could really imagine how that felt.
2nd Place: Predestined - Rose bud
This poem was another one where I went, "wow, imagery!!!!" Your poem was so mysterious, and yet it was so easy to feel and understand. I love the way you talked about the factory blowing holes in the sky, and the paint over your tongue glazing the truth. It was so amazing! What else can I say?
Drumroll please.... *barumbarumbarumbarum*
1st Place:
I feel like there were two kinds of poems in this entry. Emotional poems that really captured the feeling of losing something or someone. These poems did not have imagery, but the words that were used were perfect for them. Then there were the poems stuffed with imagery. I loved both equally in different ways, but I had to place them. Therefore, I put some poems with imagery, and some emotional poems in the ranking. Your poem wasn't big on imagery; I mean, the imagery in it depicted the way it feels to lose someone with metaphors, it just wasn't the same kind of imagery as Rose bud's or Bluebird's. But as I read about the tidal wave that knocks you over once, and then again before you can stand up, and as it came to a close describing how we were never meant to say goodbye, I just realized...
Everyone give a loud cheer for...
We were made to be...
Eternal!
Great job, Leeli! I love your poem so much! It's so beautiful and thoughtful.
Once again, great job to everyone who participated in this contest. Kitten, Lucy B., and Winterbranch, I really loved all of your poems, too, and it was so hard for me to figure out who would get into the placing. In my opinion, everyone is a winner, because everyone put forth their wonderful poems, and they all really were wonderful. I hope I can read more of your poems next time, and I look forward to Leeli's new theme!
Thanks again everybuggy!!!!
Love, Stargirl <3
(December 18, 2017 - 8:35 pm)
Wha-wait...I won? I won! Wow! I totally didn't expect to beat all those amazing poems! Those were all so good you guys, I feel so honored! Thank you so much, Stargirl! Seriously, after I wasn't in third or honorable mention, I definitely didn't think I'd be placed, but when I started reading about when you listed the differences, I thought, wait, that sounds like my poem! And then when you mentioned the tidal wave, I knew. Anyway, thanks so much, and congrats to everyone else. You all did great.
The new theme is, in honor of this season (my favorite!), COLD!
You could write about the physical cold of winter, snow and ice, emotional cold, places that are always cold, places that never get cold, the possibilities are limitless. I can't wait to see where you all go with this!
(December 19, 2017 - 9:03 am)
Yay! I'm so happy you're happy, Leeli! It just makes me so happy!!! :))) I knew that you'd know when you read about the tidal wave! And I love the new theme! I'm so excited!!! Aghhh!!!!!
--Can you please not use so many exclamation marks, Stargirl?--
Oh, shut up!
:)
Stargirl!
(December 19, 2017 - 5:01 pm)