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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)
Can I join in? I wrote this a while ago.
Seven billion
Seven billion people in the world
Seven billion chances to be loved
Yet, I never have
I was born in darkness
In darkness I lived
I strived
I was taught to fear darkness
To submit to it
Let it engulf me
But they never told me what was in the light
A tiny speck in the distance
Impossible to reach
I lived in fear
In hopelessness
In isolation from the world
Alone
Until I met you
You showed me the light
That I never knew existed
That I thought I could never reach
You gave me a reason to live
A reason to survive
To chase away the darkness
Abandon it
Fear it no longer
And discover what was in the light
To cherish it
To live in the moment
You were everything to me
You were my light
You chased away my darkness
You taught me to laugh
To love
To seek the light
Forgetting about the darkness
leaving my past behind
I saw nothing but you
And you lit up the world
Then one day, that light went out
You were gone
You left me
alone
and moved on
Leaving me to the mercy of the darkness
That I thought I had forgotten
But now
I fear it again
And no longer remember what it’s like
In the light
Darkness devours me
It consumes my thoughts
My soul
And I let it
That tiny speck of light
Off in the distance
Is gone
Everything is dark
But
Seven billion people in the world
Maybe, you just weren’t the one.
(July 31, 2018 - 4:38 pm)
(August 3, 2018 - 12:28 pm)
Boo says ddig. Does that count as his first word?
(August 7, 2018 - 8:06 am)
I'm going to judge on Sunday, so if there are any more people who want to enter you could post poems on Saturday, I guess.
(August 8, 2018 - 9:18 am)
Here's my entry!
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darkness/light
(August 8, 2018 - 7:00 pm)
Okay.. this is literally the first poem I have ever written in my life, so yeah here it goes:
The dark,
Creeping in,
All sooty and black,
Chasing away all the light we had so long,
Now there’s no collor,
Just darkness,
Everything’s gone,
The smiles
The laughter,
And all the happiness that brought us together,
But don’t let the dark take over,
Don’t watch all you worked for disappear,
Let the light shine again,
Blinding,
Lucent,
And bring back all the collor the darkness took away
(August 10, 2018 - 3:32 pm)
Here’s mine! I think this may be the second free-verse I’ve ever scribbled. I should practice more often. This one’s called
“Philosophy”
First things last:
And what about all this broken glass?
It shattered in sunlight
A thousand still-wet shards scatter
Like liquid blades
Or sudden rememberance
Spinning through solid space
A moment out of time
And frozen inside
You should feel trapped, but
It’s every beautiful important thing
There ever was
Senses slapped awake
Like a cold November sunrise
Ice-carved with a fiery heart
You never could have felt without
And magnified
Because it seldom seems this way.
Time surges back
Like moonlight oceans
Inevitably
Drawn back
Don’t notice until after the fact
Then now and then
Restored again
You look to see
Where the moment went
And you find it
Strewn about your floor
Like ashes tossed to four corners
Of a round world
Then ground underfoot
As dust ubiquitous.
Sure, it glitters still
To set it apart
And spare the pain
You’ll meet with
At the
Slightest
Step.
And here’s the first things:
Dark and Light
Always touched together
Through pattern or
Coincidence
Regardless though
Of how it happens
Each is ever
Made more real
By the other.
So tell me
Is it all
A candle-shadow
Equal like
Reflections in a broken mirror
Or
Void of purposeless
Dare-wishes
Pricked by accidental stars
Or
Age-old bards of poetry
Still wrestling
For antonymic Universe
Defying every sphere of time.
So many worlds to wonder
As a thousand thousand shards of glass
And meanwhile we’ll just sweep it up
Before somebody trips on it.
(August 11, 2018 - 10:32 pm)
TOP! Please.
(August 11, 2018 - 11:40 pm)
Oh, this was so hard! The poems were all really good. I always have such a hard time judging. *sniff*
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Honorable mention: Blue Moon! I loved the rythm and the rhyming and the long lines. Great job!
3rd place: Cassandra the First with darkness/light--this was a really cool poem, I like the either/or aspect of it.
2nd place: Black Alley--I love this! I like how it's sort of a narrative story in a way.
And in 1st place, for commendable use of similes and metaphors, we have Esthelle! Esthelle, I loved your poem so much! I especially liked the beginning, with "It shattered in sunlight/A thousand still-wet shards scatter/Like liquid blades" --you should definitely write more free-verse poetry!
(August 12, 2018 - 1:53 pm)
Sorry this is late! It's based on the phrase "Invisble ink is only invisible until you bring your light" from The Way To Bea.
invisible ink
her world was painted in invisible ink.
she danced to and invisible song
and invisible flowers sprang up where she stepped.
she scribbled invisible masterpieces on the walls as she passed.
others saw her, flying on invisible wings
they could not understand her strange ways
so instead, they shunned her,
their words cruel like daggers
as they heaped darkness on her back,
leaving her alone to cry invisible tears in a pitch-dark world,
wishing she, too, could become invisible.
but one day, someone new came.
he looked at her with curiosity instead of fear,
wondering at the beauty she seemed to see,
wondering if there was a way for him to see it too.
and one day, he struck a match.
the flare of light, so bright against her dark world,
turned her head and she gazed it him
in hopeful disbeleif,
as her world began to appear.
slowly, he began to truly see her,
for the first time.
her smile was no longer invisible as she ran to him
and they collapsed in an embrace.
after all, invisible ink is only invisible,
until you bring your light.
(August 12, 2018 - 3:25 pm)
Wha?!?!?! :O Thank you so much, Leafpool! I’m very, very glad and honored that you liked it. :) :)
Congratulations to Black Alley, Cassandra the First, Blue Moon, and everyone who participated and shared their creations! You are all of you expert apprentices of Wordwork.
Shy Peacock, I think you just barely missed this round, but I think you should save your poem for the next time it fits the theme. I love the way you used the concept of Light and Dark to explore the beauty of a relationship. My favorite bit is when the match that reveals her to him is the same that illuminates her world for the first time. Beholding each other, they can finally see themselves. That’s truly beautiful. I’ll be thinking about it for quite a time!
Is it too early to choose a theme? If not, let it be— Wordcraft! Write a poem exploring what it is we express and experience through the written word, be it poetry or literature, hashtag or headline, objective or subjective, as an author, or as a reader. Or all. Or none! Be creative, and consider what it is your words are doing. You have more power than you might think!
(August 12, 2018 - 9:54 pm)
Cool!
(August 13, 2018 - 10:08 am)
Ah, right: the deadline is August 27th, 2 weeks from today.
(August 13, 2018 - 5:09 pm)
Hm, what to do? I have another good poem that would work for this. HMmmm... if it's really short, could I maybe submit it also? *makes puppy dog eyes* If not, I'm just treating you. *makes very extra bow*
on poetry
ideas, concepts, metaphors
swirl around in my brain
screeches and
sparks fly as they
rub against each other,
threatening to explode out of my forehead
for me, poetry
is a leak
i poke a hole in my head and let the words flow out
(August 13, 2018 - 4:41 pm)
I don't think the contest allows more than one poem per person per round, but if you wanted to submit a poem you liked better and withdraw your previous entry, I don't see why you couldn't. As long as it's before the deadline.
(August 15, 2018 - 3:16 pm)