Michelle, my beautiful co-host, and I are out to bring you a contest mixed with original and unoriginal elements.
Three options. Not one, for one is too few, and not two, for two is an even number that comes between one and three. And not four, because four is too many. The options... are below.
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Option One: Memory Lane
"Every mile, a memory; every song, another scene,
From some old movie going back in time you and me.
Every day, a page turned down; every night, a lonesome sound,
Like a freight train rollin' through my dreams:
Every mile, a memory." - from the song Every Mile a Memory, by Dierks Bentley
I want to hear about a distinct happy memory with your best friend. Your REAL best friend. I can assure you that Orlando Bloom and Keira Knightley probably aren't your best friends....
Puh-lease no erotica. I may be seventeen, but I'm really not interested in your sex life.
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Option Two: Not a Spoon
There's an Improv game called "This is Not A ___" I would like you to take an object and twist it so vulgarly that it's not what it is. It's a sort of imagination game.
For example, a pen can become a lightsaber. The poem could entail a boy sitting in class bored and imagining that he is a great Jedi. His pen is a lightsaber, the sheet of math problems before him is a mechanical droid that is malfunctioning. This option is a crazy metaphor. But it's a story, too. It's complicated. This one will be hard.
Please don't use my example. That would be lame.
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Option Three: When Superheroes Fail.
I'm not talking about Superman, or the Flash... or any comic book heroes. I'm talking about real people. real, good-hearted people. People who want to make the world a better place, want to save people from the cruelty of society. People who really truly care.
I have a couple of friends who are real life superheroes, even if they don't wear tights, and it's hard for them. It's amazing when they succeed, and do save somebody for awhile... but when the world is too harsh and that person falls from their hands, it hurts. It hurts alot.
I want to hear stories from real life superheroes. Or about real life superheroes. Succeeding. Failing. Triumph. Agony. Just trying. And how hard it is to save the word.
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Rules
You know them all by now-
No erotica.
No sticky caps.
Limit the swearing, puh-lease!
One entry.
Be nice.
Judges gets final say.
option number in the comment box.
Don't IM me telling me what option it is to keep the box pretty... I can't tell which is yours and I don't want to know, because I'm biased if I do know. And I'm honest. Be ready for honest comments.
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Yeppers, I think that's all unless Chelli has a shoutout or two....
Cheers!
-Chelli's blurb-
Have fun everyone! And listen to the wise and beautiful Amber, because she's going to rule the world one day and we don't want her on your bad side! Just HAD to add my bit in, but I'm looking forward to your (hopefully) great poems and be good kiddies!
Three options. Not one, for one is too few, and not two, for two is an even number that comes between one and three. And not four, because four is too many. The options... are below.
.
.
.
Option One: Memory Lane
"Every mile, a memory; every song, another scene,
From some old movie going back in time you and me.
Every day, a page turned down; every night, a lonesome sound,
Like a freight train rollin' through my dreams:
Every mile, a memory." - from the song Every Mile a Memory, by Dierks Bentley
I want to hear about a distinct happy memory with your best friend. Your REAL best friend. I can assure you that Orlando Bloom and Keira Knightley probably aren't your best friends....
Puh-lease no erotica. I may be seventeen, but I'm really not interested in your sex life.
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Option Two: Not a Spoon
There's an Improv game called "This is Not A ___" I would like you to take an object and twist it so vulgarly that it's not what it is. It's a sort of imagination game.
For example, a pen can become a lightsaber. The poem could entail a boy sitting in class bored and imagining that he is a great Jedi. His pen is a lightsaber, the sheet of math problems before him is a mechanical droid that is malfunctioning. This option is a crazy metaphor. But it's a story, too. It's complicated. This one will be hard.
Please don't use my example. That would be lame.
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Option Three: When Superheroes Fail.
I'm not talking about Superman, or the Flash... or any comic book heroes. I'm talking about real people. real, good-hearted people. People who want to make the world a better place, want to save people from the cruelty of society. People who really truly care.
I have a couple of friends who are real life superheroes, even if they don't wear tights, and it's hard for them. It's amazing when they succeed, and do save somebody for awhile... but when the world is too harsh and that person falls from their hands, it hurts. It hurts alot.
I want to hear stories from real life superheroes. Or about real life superheroes. Succeeding. Failing. Triumph. Agony. Just trying. And how hard it is to save the word.
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Rules
You know them all by now-
No erotica.
No sticky caps.
Limit the swearing, puh-lease!
One entry.
Be nice.
Judges gets final say.
option number in the comment box.
Don't IM me telling me what option it is to keep the box pretty... I can't tell which is yours and I don't want to know, because I'm biased if I do know. And I'm honest. Be ready for honest comments.
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Yeppers, I think that's all unless Chelli has a shoutout or two....
Cheers!
-Chelli's blurb-
Have fun everyone! And listen to the wise and beautiful Amber, because she's going to rule the world one day and we don't want her on your bad side! Just HAD to add my bit in, but I'm looking forward to your (hopefully) great poems and be good kiddies!
Contest is Over
- Contest was judged on February 25, 2007
- Rewards: Gold: 500, Silver: 250, Bronze: 125, Honorable mention: 5 people
- Final notes: I'm so sorry this took so long, things have been crazy for both Chelli and I. Anyhoodledoo, here are our winner, but everybody did well. Congratulations to EVERYONE!
Contest Winners
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"Because he's no warrior who stands before you..
He's a peasent of bastard birth..."by Golden Guardian 57 lines, 15 comments, on Oct 27 2:31 PM 2005. In Fantasy, Sad
Gold trophy winner
• Commented on by judge. Prewrite [remove] - Error: Unable to find finalist item 2471851, it seems to have been deleted :( [remove]
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This is not a blanket,
tied around my neck.by loveasyouareloved 39 lines, 3 comments, on Jan 27 1:16 PM 2007. In Childrens, childhood, Fantasy, Life, Personal, Thoughts, imagination
Bronze trophy winner
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You sat on my bed,
telling me about AIDS in Africa• Viewed by judge. [remove] -
All about my best friend ashleigh!• Viewed by judge. [remove]
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I was sitting at my desk and while sharpening my pencil
my thoughts wandered off into fantasy land.....by JustADutchie 29 lines, 8 comments, on Jan 1 6:28 PM 2007• Commented on by judge. [remove]
Honorable mention
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This is a piece written for a very special real person. But don't weep. I've got His back.by earlhopkins 33 lines, 6 comments, on Jan 1 6:05 PM 2007• Commented on by judge.
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Your form is perfect
point so thin, sharp to Peirce anyby whitelight00 5 lines, 3 comments, on May 19 7:42 PM 2006. In Other• Commented on by judge. Prewrite -
Here you go,
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This world is only just as plain,
As you make it out to be.-This is not a porch swingby Bethany Rose 17 lines, 4 comments, on Jan 29 3:11 PM 2007• Commented on by judge. -
Hmm. You ask for my hero
But you won't know him.by swimfallen09 37 lines, on Jan 29 8:41 PM 2007. In Life• Viewed by judge. -
My dad a wolrd class athlete to a constrution workin in a split second.by AlaskinShagger 34 lines, on Jan 29 10:36 PM 2007. In Sad• Viewed by judge.
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*jumps out from behind a tree wearing green tights* Wait, you said we don't wear tights. Come on! They're so....airy! (Not that I would know) I hope you get alot of great enrties babe. You too my evil counter part. Good luck to every one entering!
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This could prove to be quite interesting, will think on it for a day or so. Have fun,
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I have two perfect entires, but you don't allow prewrites.
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Thank you ever so much for the Silver. I have been depressed recently and it helps lift my spirits. I decided to read my write, to see what made it win, like I always do - and I saw how much of a helpful person I try and be (even if it doesn't work I try don't I, and that must mean something). I don't mean that in a vain way, just an honest way. I said I wouldn't give up and I wont.
Thanks for the Silver and well done to everyone else who won! xxx -
Amazing. This poem has never won a contest, though it remains one of my favourites. I thank you!
-Ethan
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