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
(March 4, 2017 - 8:58 pm)
homecoming
breathless flight across stormy seas
a still-uncoiling saga of unsmiling passport pictures and
visa stamps.
sticker-plastered violin case, shoved
into an overhead compartment,
bulky yellow luggage tags,
a million black suitcases spiralling on
the carousel—
my belongings come
but my comings don't belong.
a dream i should believe in,
a country that should be mine.
would thou requite mine love, dear world,
were i to pick one mask— check one survey-box,
limit my echo-chamber of a heart
and cease to be
too white for vietnam,
too asian to be jewish.
too jewish for america,
too american for israel,
(and yet: still not too much
to love.)
the sky opens up like a fragile orange
and in the sticky summer rain at the long son pagoda;
and during morning mass in st. pauls' cathedral;
and at a shrine inset by the cross, deep in the arizona desert;
and as my hand finds a time-worn crevice
to rest upon, to feel my pulse in time with the apex
of the western wall's crooning, arching hope;
i pray.
(May 14, 2019 - 1:25 pm)
Two days until judging! Everyone’s poems are great so far!
(May 16, 2019 - 1:14 pm)
Dreaming About the World
I fall asleep once again
Thinking about the world
Africa, Asia, Europe too
As I’m laying curled
I think about the animals
Zebras, cheetahs, and more
And want to go see these things
I want to go and soar
See the Amazon Jungle
Look at the kangaroos
Do almost everything
You can do!
And being the wanderlust
Who is in bed curled
I dream about the wonders
I dream about the world
(May 16, 2019 - 8:32 pm)
Alright everyone, judging time! Before I start, I just want to say, everyone’s poems were really good, and I’m not just saying that (even though I know lots of people say things like this). I had a really hard time deciding. But since I had to, here we go.
Honorable Mention: TheaterGirl! Your poem fit the theme very well and I loved your rhyming. However, it was a little cliche and could’ve flowed a bit better. Good job nevertheless!
Fourth Place: The Girl Next Door! Your poem was really cool and also relateable. In the words of Applejaguar, it has a sort of ‘smart’ feel. It was a little choppy in parts, though.
Third Place: Kitten! I loved your poem. It had a cool prosey-feel and I liked the story behind it and also how you used the theme.
Second Place: This was so hard that I actually couldn’t decide, and so we have a tie—between Blue Moon and Soren! I really loved both of your poems. Blue, yours was short but packed in so much into those few lines. It felt really cool and edgy, and almost choppy, but in a good way. Soren, I loved the almost prosey feel and the metaphors. I also thought the Halley’s Comet symbolism was super cool.
And finally, in First: Abigail! Oh my gosh, where do I start. Your poem was incredible. I loved the imagery so much, and it flowed so well and was so cohesive. I think my favorite line was ‘my belongings come/but my comings don’t belong’.
Congrats to Abigail and everyone else! I can’t wait to see the next theme!
(May 18, 2019 - 5:17 pm)
I really hope the next theme is 'Run' because I have an awesome idea for itttttttttttt
(May 18, 2019 - 8:53 pm)
Ahhh, oh my gosh, thank you so much! Everyone did such a good job! I'll post the new theme later today.
(May 19, 2019 - 11:12 am)
Congrats Abigail and everyone else who wrote a poem. Honorable mention for my first poem is pretty good, I'm sort of surprised I got on the list. Good job everybody!
(May 19, 2019 - 5:05 pm)
Congratulations, Abigail and everyone else! You totally deserved first place and I'm excited to see the new theme!
(May 19, 2019 - 10:16 pm)
Sorry for the wait! The new theme is escape.
(May 20, 2019 - 10:33 pm)
What's the judging date?
(May 21, 2019 - 6:19 pm)
I will judge on June 3rd, if that's alright with everyone.
(May 21, 2019 - 9:49 pm)
Here's my poem. It's not so good, but it's a start.
Thoughts
I listen to my head
And think many things
Thoughts I can’t escape from
They all sort of just cling
Thoughts of dangers
And thoughts of us people
Mostly bad, I can’t deny
All seem so evil!
They are stuck so well
I feel like I’m in jail
I keep trying to rid of them
But I only just fail
Then I think of another way
To have other thoughts
I think about my favorite songs
And forget about my wants
Soon enough, I have escaped
Escaped from my mind
All is now so peaceful
And joy I shall find
(May 21, 2019 - 9:14 pm)
I can work with that.
~
I've run for so long
Longing for escape
Escaping from nothing
Nothing looks safe
Safety is fleeting
Fleet feet follow
Following my blood trail
Trailing without rest
Rest when I'm dead
Deadening me slowly
Slowing my heartbeat
Beating me from miles away
...
But maybe they're not that far away.
They could be anywhere.
They could be here.
Listening.
Watching.
Making sure that
I
Cannot
Escape
~
Holy freaking moly - I'm gonna go hide from the darker side of my mentality thank you
(May 22, 2019 - 1:34 am)
Bit weird and not the best, but I tried.
World shrinks as eyelashes obscure everything
Sink into the dark, the mellow nothing under my eyelids
Your arms, so strong you might have dipped them in
River Styx, encompass me, tiny hairs brushing over mine,
Pulling me closer…
eyes snap open, face jolts upwards, staring at the
Sunset-smeared sky, looking so perfect like I would never dream of
Escaping you
(I pull away and my footsteps echo like lost voices in a cave)
(May 23, 2019 - 4:48 pm)
two-year streak
-
two summers ago, at the top and bottom
of it all: i fell hard and long for you.
two years later: my hands are empty. i
hold nothing to show for it all, and
i am chained, in a way; i want you but i
can think of nothing else. my attention can fly to
singularly you, you, you: i know
i want an endgame, you and me, but
where is my life going? (it doesn't matter though.
only: where is yours?)
my dreams and eyes are dulled.
what would i feel like without you there?
so much more free, maybe with my way clear.
but i will keep tripping after you
as you run far, unencumbered: unknowingly
dragging me by my wrists, abraded by chains.
i can't tear myself away;
i can't escape.
(June 2, 2019 - 12:24 pm)