Okay, folks.
I have a bunch of points and a reason to celebrate. SO i decided to hold a contest. *grin*
This is my fourth contest. My last three haven't exactly turned out how I would have liked them to.
All I'm asking for this time
is IMAGERY.
When I ask for that in other contests, I get more "tell" than "show". Don't tell me what the poem is about. SHOW ME. Use words to paint your masterpiece.
As promised... A feely in Brave New World is like a movie, only instead of just the visual and audio effects, you also get the smells, tastes, and... feels... Like if the hero is by a bonfire eating a marshmallow, you not only see the orange flames and hear them crackling, but you smell the smoke, taste the marshmallow, and feel the warmth on your face.
THIS IS WHAT I WANT. A feely that uses words instead of a movie screen.
You have some options as to what KIND of images you create.
OPTION ONE
Make me hate something I love. Here's a list:
Summer nights (no clouds)
Winter nights (no clouds)
Stars
Silent beaches
Horseback riding in the woods
Sunny, breezy days
Flying a kite
Purring kittens
Bright lights on fair grounds
Thunderstorms
Rainstorms
Campfires
Mornings (like sunrises) OR you could ask me for something.
DO NOT give me a negative association of whatever it is. Like an "i'm cutting myself on a summer night" poem or an "i was raped on a silent beach" one. JUST USE THE TYPICAL SIGHTS AND SOUNDS THAT ONE MIGHT SEE/HEAR/SMELL/TASTE/FEEL IN THAT SITUATION. get it? Use the sounds the crickets make and the smell of the rain to make me hate them. Make them seem ugly or scary or something like that.
OPTION TWO
Make me want to die. NOT in a depressed, suicidal way. Make death beautiful and peaceful. I don't want to read about escaping problems by dying. I just want to read about the beauty and peace a naturally dying person experiences You know, when they die "peacefully in their sleep".
IF YOU CHOOSE THIS OPTION AND GIVE ME A CUTTING/SUICIDE POEM I WILL NOT EVEN COMMENT ON YOUR ENTRY.
OPTION THREE
Give me symbolism. Take something that you see every day and make it have deeper meaning. Please, please, PLEASE don't make it obvious by saying things like "the tree is like my life." MAKE ME THINK!! Let me figure it out on my own!
OPTION FOUR I asked for this in my last contest, but it didn't work so well, but... Take something that has a stereotype to it, and turn it around. Like in most poems, winter means death. Make it mean life instead! Crows, usually a bad omen. Make them beautiful and good. Just examples. That's all for now. I'll add more options as they come to me.
Anyways, now for the tedious part.
RULES
1) This site has a spell-checker. USE IT.
3) No erotica, please and thank you.
4) Or cussing.
5) oR sTiCkY cApS
4) You must be able to count, because I apparently can't.
5) None of these super-popular suicide and cutting poems.
6) Put the option number in the author box, next to the word YAAAAAAY so I know you read the rules.
7) Sorry, but no prewrites.
8) One entry per person
9) I WANT POETRY!!! Not prose, not lyrics, POETRY!!!
10) As far as rhyming and repetitive rythm go, if you can do that without sacrificing the power of your images, then ALL POWER TO YOU. I don't care if it's a sonnet, a villanelle, a limerick, a couplet, or a free verse poem. As long as it's poetry, and as long as it's GOOD.
That's all for now, i guess. Later folks!! Best of luck and I look forward to reading your entries!!
Contest is Over
- Contest was judged on July 7, 2007
- Rewards: Gold: 300, Silver: 200, Bronze: 100, Honorable mention: 5 people
- Final notes: And the winners are:
the house: as she is
by Mary Cat
Quieted Waters
by Verfallen
mind movement #4
by Amera
Honorable Mentions:
Iced Light
by Sam-a-nantha
Red Light/Blue Light
by MessedupMarionette
Longing for Autumn
by jeff swan
Crystal Tears
by RoseBlossom100
Enchanted Wood
by Tirrell
Congrats to all!
Contest Winners
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Sound waves from your spoken thoughts / have rippled across the ocean / where our waters merged. / They lapped at the sand between my toes, / tickled me into a smile, / removed abrasive grains / once deby Sam-a-nantha 48 lines, 2 comments, on May 30 10:13 PM 2007. In My life, Personal, Hope, Life, Friendship, Love
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In a crashing down of dreams and morals / Your spitfire candy corrodes our spirits / A flurry of beauty and torn stockings / Of bad dye jobs and needle marks / Finds its way into a mutual hiding / I see another• Viewed by judge. [remove]
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As prisms of light dance around my skin / Finding every crevice to take sanctuary / The massive ashen billows / Cover the terrain in a prof• Viewed by judge. [remove]
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Bronze trophy winner
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The snow comes down so gently / like God’s Love for Mary and for us / When he gave us Jesus / Mary remained pure as snow. / Jesus was conce• Viewed by judge.
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She waits for her pain to be taken away from her / Like a dove in the wind, it pulls itself from her temple / And floats above her chest /by wonderbandalice 16 lines, 13 comments, on May 30 4:59 PM 2007• Viewed by judge.
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Keep You’re Nose to the Grindstone / W. Peter Sanci May 30 / 2007 / I’m sure you have all heard this old saying many times / by now. / But have you ever stopped to think abo• Viewed by judge.
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The rough saddle creaks as I spring, / And land akimbo in the drenching dew. / I stare deep into the brilliant eyes / Of my mischievous ridby Jadegreentiger 50 lines, 1 comment, on May 31 10:01 PM 2007. In Pain, Anger, Angry, Horses, Horse riding• Viewed by judge.
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i wander round in the knee deep snow / thinking of all the thing i want my friends to know / i'm lost in the woods and my feet are turningby Kiryuuofloveandhate 25 lines, 1 comment, on Jun 12 9:27 PM 2007• Viewed by judge.
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Huddled on an iron bench, / Shivering under a pale moon, / She stared blindly / towards uncertainty. / Her washed out eyes / assaulted by /by PonderingPoetess 49 lines, 3 comments, on Jun 3 12:08 PM 2007• Viewed by judge.
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i head out to a picnic / with the one i love / you join us in our romance / you rest upon the blanket / we dine from the feast inside youby jfarrell 6 lines, 1 comment, on Jun 11 10:32 PM 2007• Viewed by judge.
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Eerie fog will get you lost / Turn you inside out and outside in / Will turn your coloured life to frost / The smoke of hell begin / Let itby SeaWithYourHeart 21 lines, 7 comments, on Jun 12 4:32 PM 2007. In stereotypes.• Viewed by judge.
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i am tired now / but i musn't sleep / oh how i'd like to / and be at peace / but ti's all work / till my slumber / ti's all sweat / before i rest / i must scurry / i must prefect / manyby ahsinam 18 lines, 3 comments, on Jun 12 11:27 AM 2007. In Life, Death, Spiritual, Thoughts, you decide• Viewed by judge.
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wow.. an unexpected gold- thank you so much for this and for presenting a forum where so many wonderful images presented by so many fine poets could find a home..
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