I'm so sorry Autumn! When I saw your post with the new theme, I thought, 'Huh, cool! I'll try to write a poem for that later!' But I guess it just kinda slipped my mind and I never did. I'm really sorry no one posted, but I just wanted to say that last round, when I made the new theme, it took a really long time for people to post, too, and even when they did, I only got around five poems (which was fine!). So it's not just you. I think Piper's right about the thread slowing down and people posting less and less. 

I'll try to post a poem for the new theme later, but no promises.  

Here's my poem.

My Identity

Me.

Artist,

Writer,

Swimmer.

Me.

Insecure,

Silly,

Weird.

Me.

Shoulders,

Watch,

Glasses.

Me.

D. C.,

San Francisco,

Germany.

I'm made of places

Experiences

Acctivities.

Many things that everyone else doesn't have altogether except for me. 

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i am shadows in the background; you 

know me so well 

through photoshop face filters

i cringe when I hear 

my own voice on audio, saying, 

i am : i am : i am

you know that i will come: smell the 

puppy dog drool and fresh flowers 

perfume dabbed behind my ears

mint gum and cold water 

we blow bubbles for the perfect

picture: smiles that sound like 

old history; sharing a secret

they’ll never know 

making earrings at the eclectic 

even though gold plated is never enough

we always did fine

dark hallways and lockers slamming shut

passing books between classes; three bookmarks

three people 

because we always had too much time 

and too much to say

the click-clack of computer keys

over the silent screams 

i am over the moon; i am the 

deus ex machina 

watch me fall because 

they’ll catch me 

I think I’m going to judge tomorrow, if that’s okay.  Meanwhile, here’s a revised version of the poem I submitted to the regular poetry thread. This isn’t in the contest, but it is about identity.

I’m hazel eyes from the middle of spring

I’m auburn hair and freckles in the summer

I’m scuffed up seashell sneakers with mismatched laces

I’m racing in the wind with my best friend.

I’m trying to cartwheel but falling laughing in the grass

I’m T-shirts, sweaters, and elephant pants.

I’m flowers in the springtime and maple in the fall

I’m sitting with Hazel and listening to the rain.  

I’m dancing and I’m twirling, clapping out a beat.

I’m Indian and Danish, I’m Portland through and through 

I’m the music and the sky, I’m the trees and the flowers, I’m my friends and I’m alone.

I’m my successes and my fails, I’m my summers and I’m rain.

But through it all, I’m just another person

trying to live life with meaning

trying to live as best I can. 

I live in Portland Oregon! I've never been to Portland Maine, but I know a bit about it and it sounds cool. Alright, judging time...

In third place... Lucy! I realize there was only three entries, but I liked your poem! My favorite part was the way you repeated the word "me". It gave the poem a rhythm and tied the whole thing together. One thing you could have done was make the last line more dramatic by putting in a pause- like

Many things that everyone else doesn't have altogether

except

for me. 

But that's just what I think. (I love weird pauses XD)

In second place- Twirlgirl! It was really hard to judge. I loved the way you used rhythm and spacing. 

And drumroll please...

In first place~ September! It was so close, I wish I didn't have to judge, but the last lines kind of decided it. I really liked the way you wrote them.

i am over the moon; i am the 

deus ex machina 

watch me fall because 

they’ll catch me 

Those lines really made the poem end great, and leave me with a lasting sense of what the poem was about.  What are you going to pick for the next theme?

(By the way, I'm still Autumn, I just decided to change my name to Blue Moon. You can see the post on the front page of Chirp at Cricket)