The Poetry Challenge!

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The Poetry Challenge!

The Poetry Challenge!

Welcome, wonderful poets of the CB! With Bluebirds Regular Poetry thread, and Booksy's Poetry Contest, I was just thinking how much I like to click on those threads and just read through everyone's poetry that I haven't seen yet. But sometimes there is no new poetry to read, which is depressing. Thus The Poetry Challenge was born.

I'm sure you're all dying to know what this Poetry Challenge is. Hang in there a second, I'm getting to that. The basic idea of this is that we exercise our poem writing muscles, practice, improve, and at the end we have a beautiful Poetry Gallery to scroll through. It's a bit of a game, a bit of a prompt, and a bit of a competition all in one.

The rules are simple. We will write as much poetry as we can in the course of one week, and post it here. One poem a day for a week, although you can do more if you feel inspired. I will start by posting a theme, a prompt, or a technique, or any combination of those, and the rest of you will have to write a poem that corresponds with those things each day of the week. Then we can all vote for the most inspiring poem, and that person will become the next 'announcer'. The fun part is, the announcer can play too! Feel free to illustrate your poems and post those, too! 

GUIDLINES:

No voting for yourself.  

Please don't choose a category just because it's one you'd like (although don't choose a category you don't like either).

You can drop out at any time.

Be kind and respectful (obviously).

The categories must be pretty wide ranged since so many poems will be written from them.

Have fun!

~

To start off the first round, the theme is.............

SUMMER!

Whether you write about the beach, the pool, or the hot sun, summer is here and in full fling!

The optional prompt is: Warlike Arts (This is completely random. Jeopardy is on the Tv and I saw those two words and typed them down on the spot).

Nugget says gven. Given? I've given the gift of this wonderful Poetry Challenge to the world.  

submitted by Leeli
(July 10, 2017 - 6:35 pm)

Yeah, probably someone else should.

submitted by Leafpool, age Eternal, Hidden in the forest
(October 3, 2017 - 9:53 am)

Can I join this? Just spent the last three days reading all of your amazing poetry. Keep it up!

submitted by Quill, age Infinite, Sky
(October 4, 2017 - 3:24 pm)
submitted by SepTOPber!
(October 9, 2017 - 3:43 pm)

I know I'm not supposed to do this, but I want to keep this thread alive!

So, the next prompt is: lines, planes, space, BUT NOT PROOFS. So I've been thinking  a lot about Geometry lately. No, not my homework, just how...I don't know...interestingly poetic lines are. So write about something that reminds you of lines or planes. Maybe some things that go together but yet always remain parallel. Maybe something in Geometry that you think there is more to outside the facts. Maybe a perfect angle of you and something you find solace in. 

And optional prompt:

"I will take my stand at my watchpost

and station myself on the tower." This comes from Habakkuk 2:1 if anyone is curious (it was just staring up at me from the floor). Quote this line in a poem or write a poem inspired by it. 

submitted by Rose bud, age 15
(October 11, 2017 - 8:30 pm)

COOL! This is great. How about we start on Sunday?

submitted by Leafpool, age Eternal, Hidden in the forest
(October 13, 2017 - 4:06 pm)

Thanks Rosebud! Here is my poem (I didn't put any thought into this beforehand, hope it turns out all right!):

Point of a triangle

Width of a square

Area of a cube

Coming from the math lair

 

The numbers are strange

The shapes are worse

I'm getting afraid

Of the mathematical curse

 

They try to attack me

I try to fight back

My teacher looks at me

While they begin to stack

 

"What's up?" he questions me

"Why are you staring into space?"

I come back to this world

Leaving that horrible place

 

I remember I love math

I shouldn't be afraid 

And yet those horrible numbers

Refuse to fade

--

Okay then. I didn't realize my poem was going to be about attacking numbers. I love math, I wouldn't think I'd be afraid of it. I guess it's just because 'lair' rhymes with 'square'. 

submitted by Kitten
(October 13, 2017 - 2:20 pm)

linear

i said it was alright to talk-

but don't listen to what i say because

it's polite responses branded on my

tongue speaking,

not me

 

maybe that's just who i 

am

a girl who speaks in tangled lines telephone

wires still sparking and that's

my own fault

but somehow it's hard to stop 

listening through the upstairs door and

to people venting about other people venting

venting

leaving dark marks on my view of everyone

 

i should wear earplugs maybe or start

saying what i really mean

 

being linear is harder than it sounds

 

 

~~~

So if this poem makes no sense at all it's basically about people who say exactly what they mean and don't act fake ever, and how I'm trying to be more like that. I don't know, it's kinda dumb but I like it ¯\_(ツ)_/¯

submitted by Bluebird
(October 14, 2017 - 8:48 pm)

I love it, Bluebird! 

submitted by Leeli
(October 15, 2017 - 9:39 am)

I love that! 

submitted by September
(October 15, 2017 - 3:06 pm)

So after I did Yoga the other day, I was staring at the ceiling for the longest time, and after a while I thought..."I should write a poem about something." That's usually how poetry is with me. No inspiration whatsoever. I just see everything in words, and words in everything. 

ANGLE INEQUALITIES

I stare at the ceiling

at the white fan casting shadows

that stretch to the corners of my room

overlapping

growing more transparent

until they bloom outward like a flower

slowly expanding through all its stages of life

where shadow petals reach the corner

and droop down across purple walls

I feel the urge to break off the ends

and crush them between the pages

of a fat dictionary or Geometry book

just to say that a corner is not an angle

but a meeting place in a room’s shading

The world is so many colors

sometimes I forget that light

is a reflection

sailing across the waves of oblivion

morphing into dark lines

who wait for their lives to refract


submitted by Rose bud
(October 15, 2017 - 12:52 pm)

Well, I guess we already started. Okay! Well, I missed a day but I'll try to write a poem today.

submitted by Leafpool, age Eternal, Hidden in the forest
(October 15, 2017 - 1:33 pm)

Same here! I've got to get out of my poetry slum!

submitted by September
(October 15, 2017 - 3:12 pm)

No! Don't die on me, thread! I vote for...agh, how do I decide? Hm... "bubblegum bubblegum, in a dish, how many pieces...." I vote for Kitten's poem!

BTW, Rose bud, you and I are completely different when it comes to poetry! I can't write poetry unless I have inspiration! If I try to write poetry otherwise, it just doesn't work. Sometimes I'll be falling asleep and a random verse of poetry will pop into my head, and I'll have to get up and write it down so I don't forget it.

submitted by Leafpool, age Eternal, Hidden in the forest
(November 6, 2017 - 10:07 am)

Yes! If you reboot this, I'd totally do it! 

submitted by September
(June 18, 2018 - 6:16 pm)

Yes! If you reboot this, I'd totally do it! 

submitted by September
(June 18, 2018 - 6:16 pm)