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| Whose poetry was best? |
| Miera42 |
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| KaiKashi Shion |
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| Makensy Frost |
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| Coral Andrews Poem 1 |
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| Coral Andrews Poem 2 |
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| Kleopatra Selene Poem 1 |
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| Kleopatra Selene Poem 2 |
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| MoldyTofu |
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| None of these poems were good, I'll let Kleo keep the gold |
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| These poems were all so good, I can't decide just one! |
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Kleopatra Selene Vice Captain
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 Posted: Sun Mar 06, 2011 4:27 pm
Hello, all.
The topic for this month's poetry contest is tragedy, as you probably guessed from the name of this topic.
I don't care what tragedy you choose: you could write about the tragedy of Romeo and Juliet or you could write about the tragedy that you missed the bus this morning on your way to work or school and you had to walk. I don't particularly care.
I'm sorry if I sound pissed off or just antisocial, but I am both right now.
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Posted: Sun Mar 06, 2011 4:49 pm
Posting ends the twenty-first. Voting ends the thirtieth.
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Kleopatra Selene Vice Captain
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Posted: Sun Mar 06, 2011 6:45 pm
random, spur-of-the-moment poem...might have a few of these, if allowed :s lol TRAGEDY
~*-*~
tragedy
is not
a concrete thing
to be seen
or felt
outside of the mind's abstract
thoughts
~*-*~
barely known
hardly recognized 'cept
by a
few
tragedy can be felt by anyone
as plain as me and
you
~*-*~
a senseless emotion
it does not think
or do
but all can feel the
tragedy
go through
~*-*~
never looking the same
nor feeling exactly twice
tragedy can be beat
by this sound advice
"live as you will, and al-
though the world tries
to pound you
into submission
only you can allow this Life
to do so"
~*-*~
also riding on
the wind
of Life's encounters, is
the whisper
of experience held
and knowledge
given free
but never taken
"if Tragedy haunts your life
you can let it go
either way. Never let it
stop your dreams, unless you
wish for broken
nightmares
of yourself to impede
anything in life you
seek"
~*-*~
tragedy is
an outside force that
reaches for the inner
darkness
we each hold inside
ourselves in mind
~*-*~
happening outside to
pull us further in
to our own ragged
thoughts of pain
tragedy comes down every
where like the
rain
~*-*~
but also Life gives
the sunshine of Love so
that when Tragedy
happens
we can wipe it away
and send our troubles
into the sky to One
Above like i said, spur-of-the-moment sweatdrop sorry if hard to read, felt right for the sound in my head stare lol
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Posted: Sun Mar 06, 2011 7:24 pm
Orange
Man looking to son,
and all that's begun,
the struggle, the strife,
it can never be undone.
The battles they've fought,
The lessons they've been tought
Now it seems their life
Is down to the last box.
He watched Yellow,
how it ate away at but a fellow
Whose life was all but lived,
and leaving a life all but mellow.
Orange engulfed it,
And have not they quit
Wallowing over what's been lost
And the remaining black bits.
Shadows are but man
They encompass, the grand
Silhouettes of the past
That drove him and ran
In a mind so deep
that crumbled up in a heep
The man resolved to
an eternity to sleep.
This wasn't well fought out at all. But It's better than the one's I've done before.
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Posted: Sun Mar 06, 2011 8:03 pm
it's not that bad ^^ better than the one i did, for rhyming and stuff....sometimes i just spew random crap sweatdrop and ppl like it sweatdrop sweatdrop that's the part i don't personally get, when i don't even RHYME correctly all the time... XD
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Posted: Mon Mar 07, 2011 7:56 am
I suppose this is more for my own mental being than anything else, but it turned out okay. Lost Inside
I feel empty, torn, lost inside.
At a loss for hope,
A loss for joy.
He struck me,
Over and over,
Leaving no marks,
But only bruises on my mind.
He swallowed my smiles,
Tore my pride.
Killed my love.
Brought death inside.
An anger so pure,
So dark,
So evil,
Filling my mind.
He laughs,
Smiles,
Cries with joy,
From the pain he brought inside.
I'm alone,
Afraid,
There's no where to hide,
As he takes a knife,
And stabs my mind.
I am alive,
But I'm dead inside.
He killed my soul.
Then ran off to hide.
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Posted: Mon Mar 07, 2011 8:51 am
wow.... 0_o mine seems....trite....next to these....
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Posted: Tue Mar 08, 2011 2:54 pm
Not my best, but definitely not my worst No breath
No Heart
I've lost my love
Now were so far apart
I pick up the pieces
one by one
I tried to put me together
but I've come undone
What did I do?
What have I done?
I feel tired
and I haven't even begun
I crash and burn
more pieces of me lost
Falling into the dark
Losing you
was my final loss
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Kleopatra Selene Vice Captain
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Posted: Wed Mar 09, 2011 7:38 pm
I hunch, crumpled and broken
Stare blankly at the wall
I wish that I were as strong as the other urchins on the street
I wish I could get up
Day after day
But he was my sunshine, my alarm clock.
He was my proverbial drug.
So much for drugs; my stash is gone
And I'm all alone, huddled in my apartment
Waiting, hoping for him to be there when the door flies open.
But no, it's just the damn landlady
And she doesn't care that he's gone.
She practically never knew he was here.
So I sit, and I stare at the peeling wall
That he wanted to paint over
That I would never let him paint because I knew I would never stay here that long.
God, why didn't I let him paint it?
That would've been something
I could've had left of him.
So I stare at the peeling paint
At the apartment just as broken as I am
And I wish, and I hope,
But wishes are nothing but words that vanish on the wind
And hoping is for fools.
God, how I am a fool. She sits silently at her desk, scribbling poetry
and when she is done, she looks up
as though she is noticing for the first time
how strange and complicated people are.
Though she doesn't participate
she watches, she sees, she pays attention
when she's not caught up in her own little world.
She half-heartedly suppresses a smile at the cute couples, she
weeps silently with the heart-broken girls, she
cusses out the jerks that dumped them in her mind like the comforting best friends of the broken-hearted, she
cheers for their team even when they suck, she
listens to people bemoan their problems out loud, she
writes down notes and lets people copy them for free
when she's not writing her own short stories or poetry.
People wonder why she doesn't ask for a price
a payment of some kind
and she doesn't say why she does things for free
she doesn't do things to be philanthropic
but they can give her nothing she wants.
They can't make her free.
So she sits
and watches
and writes little notes
and watches people who are happy and sad, funny and depressed, high and sober, quiet and loud.
She watches her fellow misfits make friends
slowly and hesitantly
and she watches them finally smile and be accepted
in the domain of other students.
But all she can do is sit at her desk and watch
and hope for a day when she can be like them.
All she ever wanted was the be normal
a normal girl who doesn't have to watch things;
she wants to be a normal girl who does things
who goes out with boys
and gets her heart broken
and even does some of the heart breaking
and laughs about it after eating two bowls of ice cream
and the girl who goes out roller skating
instead of doing next week's homework
instead of studying for a test in two weeks
instead of writing the paper due the next day
she wants to be the girl who has no worries
who doesn't have to worry that she's the smartest, quietest girl
because that's all she knows how to be.
But she can't be normal
so she sits
and stares
and writes for free
and hopes that she can one day be normal
and if it ever comes true
maybe she'll believe in God again. Just kinda wrote these poems out of the blue. The second one is my favorite of the two; I don't really like the first. I'm using my right to free verse, soo... Anyway, not really sure if I can participate in the poetry competition since I'm the head of the Poetry Department or whatever, but I'm really impressed by the amount of participation! Much better than last month, I really am happy by this progress in the right direction. Let's keep it up! I'm absorbed in my book now, so I have to go now!
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Posted: Thu Mar 10, 2011 10:41 am
Dead,
Like the skeleton in my closet.
Cold,
Like the snow that falls around me.
Torn,
Like the feathers of that which has fallen.
It wasn't supposed to be like this.
This slow ache and these bitter tears?
They were never supposed to exist.
How could you?
I thought we would be friends forever.
I thought we'd be there for each other
When we cried
But you lied.
You lied
And then
You died.
I am ripped apart
You took it all from me
Where is your heart?
I can no longer see.
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I was loved once.
But then I was tossed away
Like a failed exam
Will their hearts never sway?
I was someone's son once.
But then I was forgotten
Like a friend
I have been forsaken.
I was someone's love once
But then they left this place
Like I didn't matter
Why did you leave the race?
I was human once.
But then I lost hope.
Like a beaten dog
Left in the rain to soak.
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Tragedy
It sweeps through
As we sleep
Our loved ones taken
Leaving us broken
And shaken.
Love rips us apart
Pain binds our hearts
Tragedy completes the deal
And our blood is the seal.
Our dead eyes don't see anymore
As our blood soaks the floor
Our hearts no longer beat
I hope someday, we'll meet.
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Posted: Thu Mar 10, 2011 6:06 pm
I tried to mend together
What I knew was already lost
You lied and told me
you loved me when it was never true
I tried to keep you in my heart
when I wasn't in yours
You lied and said I was
the only one for you
I tried
But I failed
and you walked out the door.
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Posted: Tue Mar 22, 2011 5:13 pm
I liked the amount of participation this month, it was lovely. I hope we keep this up. Make sure to vote, because if you don't, KLEO WILL COME AND GET YOU AS YOU SLEEP AND SO TORTUROUS THINGS TO YOU! I'M LIKE FREAKING NIGHTMARE ON ELM STREET! SO VOTE!
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Kleopatra Selene Vice Captain
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Kleopatra Selene Vice Captain
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Posted: Wed Mar 30, 2011 7:53 pm
It was a quadruple tie between: 1) KaiKashi Shion, 2) Coral, 3) Tofu, and 4) I Couldn't Possibly Choose! and so therefore I have no choice but to divide between the three who actually...um...are people. Supposedly. I only know for sure that ONE is an actual person typing at an actual computer...and I'm not telling which one!
Anyway, my only choice is to divide the prize between the three winners. Therefore, I shall give some of my hard-earned gold...for scribbled words on a laptop.
Wow, fair trade.
Anyway, anyhow, anyhoo--to avoid the fact that I have to divide up my gold, voting shall continue on for ONE more day. Just so that I don't have to do that math in my head. You might think I'm lazy, but seriously, don't ever ask me to do calculus. Instead of circling in mathematical answers, I'll just do a smiley face with the circles. Like this: smile !!!!!!!
Okay, one more day of voting...and unless I get at least one more vote, I shall be very displeased. I seriously hate doing math in my head!
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Posted: Thu Mar 31, 2011 1:32 pm
Right. No votes so far. So: 200 gold for Coral, Kai & Tofu.
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Kleopatra Selene Vice Captain
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