I want sad poetry, I want poetry with meaning, I want poetry that makes me hurt deep down inside, I want poetry that bares the writer's soul in agonisingly painful frankness... what I don't want is emo.
I want emo stripped down to what it's supposed to represent, who cares if it's an angel, they're still crying. Blood, black roses, tears, razor blades... none of that matters, what I want is the feeling, not the writing style, just... THAT feeling of utter desolateness that we've all felt from time to time.
I will give constructive criticism on all entries, I won't beat around the bush, I'll say what I mean, if you don't like it and send me a rude response you're out instantly, and I will make a note of your username to make sure you don't win with another entry.
I have no time for rudeness.
RULES
+ No StUpId TyPiNg LiKe ThIs OR LIKE THIS
+ Any forms welcome, freeverse prefered.
+ I expect typos and spelling to be fixed.
+ Don't enter religious poems, they won't win.
+ Make the writing stand out from the background, the words matter most, not how prettily they're set out on the page.
+ Poems ONLY, no prose, no songs, just poems.
+ Adult poetry is fine as long as it's reasonable, this is a contest about EMOTION, not sex.
+ Bad language to be kept to a minimum.
+ Anonymity isn't important.
+ Prewrites are fine, but if there're typos they won't go down well; don't be careless people, present your work properly.
+ And in case you hadn't clicked... NO EMO.
Any rule breakers will be DQed, with the reasons stated in a comment so changes can be made before re-entry. If the poem in it's entirety is inappropriate I will simply invite you to enter something more suitable.
Good luck to all entrants...
I've shifted the closing date forward, since the in-flow of entries has basically stopped. You all now have 2 days to make your edits.
I want emo stripped down to what it's supposed to represent, who cares if it's an angel, they're still crying. Blood, black roses, tears, razor blades... none of that matters, what I want is the feeling, not the writing style, just... THAT feeling of utter desolateness that we've all felt from time to time.
I will give constructive criticism on all entries, I won't beat around the bush, I'll say what I mean, if you don't like it and send me a rude response you're out instantly, and I will make a note of your username to make sure you don't win with another entry.
I have no time for rudeness.
RULES
+ No StUpId TyPiNg LiKe ThIs OR LIKE THIS
+ Any forms welcome, freeverse prefered.
+ I expect typos and spelling to be fixed.
+ Don't enter religious poems, they won't win.
+ Make the writing stand out from the background, the words matter most, not how prettily they're set out on the page.
+ Poems ONLY, no prose, no songs, just poems.
+ Adult poetry is fine as long as it's reasonable, this is a contest about EMOTION, not sex.
+ Bad language to be kept to a minimum.
+ Anonymity isn't important.
+ Prewrites are fine, but if there're typos they won't go down well; don't be careless people, present your work properly.
+ And in case you hadn't clicked... NO EMO.
Any rule breakers will be DQed, with the reasons stated in a comment so changes can be made before re-entry. If the poem in it's entirety is inappropriate I will simply invite you to enter something more suitable.
Good luck to all entrants...
I've shifted the closing date forward, since the in-flow of entries has basically stopped. You all now have 2 days to make your edits.
Contest is Over
- Contest was judged on April 22, 2007
- Rewards: Gold: 300, Silver: 200, Bronze: 100, Honorable mention: 2 people
- Final notes: Since I cut the time short, I've judged the winners as if they'd made the changes I suggested, since I suggested them for everyone.
Only one poem in this contest really hit on the nail what I wanted, so obviously, it got first place. Everything else was judged simply on how much I enjoyed reading the poem.
Thank you to everyone who entered.
Contest Winners
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Your arm was clutched around my hips/There was no air between our kisses and no space between our ribs• Commented on by judge. Prewrite [remove]
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Today I met the willow
Lowly moaning beneath grey cast sky
Her pale branches bending earthwardby Everwind Rising 37 lines, 16 comments, on Apr 3 11:22 PM 2007. In Nature, Pain, Personal, Sad, Weird, Longing, Lost love, Loss, Depression
Silver trophy winner
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by -Ink Artist- 30 lines, 74 comments, on Jan 19 1:59 PM 2007. In Contemporary free verse, Dark, Thoughts, Feelings, Pain• Commented on by judge. Prewrite [remove]
Gold trophy winner
Bronze trophy winner
Honorable mention
Entries [18]
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I saw the hearts in her eyes
I thought them to be mine.by boy-poet 11 lines, 23 comments, on Apr 10 11:53 AM 2007• Commented on by judge. Prewrite -
I cry to go back to my home near Hudson River,
The duties of the endless war, I can’t bear.• Commented on by judge. -
Searching for something concrete to hold onto,
looking for a way to begin,by Patricia Oliver-Jen 28 lines, 9 comments, on Apr 8 11:02 PM 2007. In Society, Sad, Spiritual, Thoughts, Other, Observational Expression• Commented on by judge. Prewrite -
why did he take him from his place?
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This figure leans down
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Her sweet, lonely tears fall down in the gutter.
As she searches the streets for someone who loves her.by NeverRegretLove 54 lines, 6 comments, on Apr 17 2:00 PM 2007. In lost, lonely, homeless child, sad, life, only friend, streets• Commented on by judge. Prewrite -
Always failing always falling, the color of confusion floods my face, all this time i couldn't see, just how far i'd fallen from grace• Commented on by judge. Prewrite
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Twisted, broken and bleeding too. / I ask you, why did you do it? / / Laugher echoed through the room, sinister and remorseless just like you. / Crimson seeping through your clothes, pooling in a morbid lake. /• Commented on by judge. Prewrite
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Comments
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great contest thanks for bronze means the world...standards were amazing well done everyone xxx
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I'm honored to make the finalist's list. Congrats to the winners!
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aww thanks so much for the gold!! wasn't expecting it made my day
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