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 Posted: Fri Apr 14, 2006 12:10 pm
Well, for my return, I figured I would start a little contest.
DA RULZ, YO: Simple enough. As the subject suggests, this is a Poem writing contest open to all members of the Guild. All you need to do is write a poem (approx. 100 words or less, give or take) about any aspect of Chrono Trigger. Characters, story line, whatever you can think of. Go nuts, use your imagination. Post your poem here, and at the end of the contest I will announce a winner.
Oh, and DON'T STEAL OTHER PEOPLES POEMS!!! If any of the moderators or myself come across a poem that is a little bit too much like another one, it will be deleted and the member will be disqualified. C'mon people, it's just a contest. Don't be a cheater, yo.
DEADLINE: The contest will officially end May 31st, 2006. So you have some time to get those creative juices flowing. However, at the end of the contest, you can still feel free to post poems, if you'd like. Actually, please do! I love poems heart
PRIZE: TBA (that's To Be Announced, for all of you...great...people out there)
Well...ummm...let the poem contest officially begin, then!
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Posted: Fri Apr 14, 2006 3:01 pm
Jagged peaks of red
The head's spikey barrier
A crimson sunset
I wrote a crappy haiku to get things started.
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Posted: Sun Apr 16, 2006 10:45 am
Yes, yes, Haiku's welcome
He speaks of red hair
Is he referring to me?
Or to the hero?
(That's not my poem submission, just a little retalliation --- I will not be participating in this contest, being the judge and all)
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Posted: Wed Apr 19, 2006 8:22 pm
Let me try...
One among you will shortly perish under the full moon...
Someone esle follow soon...Under the glance of a Cat's Eye,
Lightness will not previel..Dawn of uncertiny,Raises a New Hero...
With light shines all...bringing mercy and Grace!
This Poem is dedicated to Crono's Death.
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Posted: Tue May 02, 2006 3:19 pm
C'mon people!!! Let those creative juices flow and let's get some more entries in before the end of May!!!
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Posted: Mon May 08, 2006 2:16 am
I hate poems, other than writing a paper it was the worst, more mind numbingly difficult thing to do. So with that said....
I would look everywhere
everywhere imaginable
every mountainside
every body of water
every planet
everywhere
I would do anything
build any weapon
forge any sword
betray my morals and kill anyone
and anything, over and over again
IF I thought that for one moment
It would help me find you......sweet Rose
my Foxfire.
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Posted: Wed Jul 19, 2006 3:13 pm
Eyes Turned Towards A Never Ending Darkness
Cold Shadowed Despair And A Lost Memory
Her Name Still Wet On His Lips He Calls To Her.
Silence Is Her Response
Hot Tears Run Down The Cold Face Of A Hardened Soul
Wishing He Could Save Her
Wishing He Could Save Them Both
Wishing He Could Have Saved Himself
Wounds Of The Past Grip His Heart,
But His Heart Must Stay Cold
The Cold Is All That Kept His Wounds Sealed
And Silently He Watches The Wind
The Black Wind Begins To Howl
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Posted: Wed Aug 02, 2006 7:51 pm
Well then, looks like ti's time to post my fansonnet. It's utter schlock, more sap than a sugar maple, and people tend not to agree with it, but: Frog The past is past, be it for good or ill, But that black day of your last fateful fight My body changéd form against mine will. Alas, I know not whether it be right – I could not spill the feelings within me. The Magus struck thee down; I could not move And all that I could think about was thee, And yet, I never did confess my love. I had, dear Cyrus, often longed for thee, But I, in fear, could never find a word. But even though thou must think ill of me, Forever I shall honor thee with sword. But may it be we never are apart As long as I hold thee within my heart. I SWEAR HE'S GAY. I SWEAR IT.
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Posted: Thu Aug 17, 2006 11:21 pm
Not bad, not bad...
If I had more time tonight, I'd come up with something.
But, since I'm tired and still recovering from getting totally f-ing drunk yesturday from being depressed over my lame job (Burger King), I'm afraid I'm not very creative right now... bummer...
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Posted: Thu Oct 12, 2006 8:25 pm
Far above the dreams of men,
the sole guardian of the skies.
Lies the mysterious omen,
that shall be the world's demise.
Time, life, and reason,
does little to secure,
the future of these seasons,
until that fateful year.
Six shall board the omen,
flyings with wings of time,
to undo the ancient curse,
that will claim our lives.
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