First off, if you do not know who Oscar Wilde was, kindly get the fuck out... or go look him up. (And maybe you can come back.)
As I begin I would like to say that the following statements do not come from arrogance but something else entirely. It must be my intense desire to read splendid thoughts that may cause me to sound like a dick on occasion.
Let's proceed with the rules...
There are precious few so please read them like you are as interested in them as you are the points.
1.) I reserve the right to delete any poem that I feel does not strive for art as its main and essential goal.
2.) If poetry is only a hobby for you and it’s only something you kind of like to do, then please leave with the ruffians who didn't know who Oscar Wilde was.
3.) I want your absolute best whatever that may entail. I'm often discouraged with what I read on this site so give me something to remind me why I joined so very long ago...almost two weeks now.
4.)As far as content, style, and technique there is nothing specific I want. As long as its fantastic, I'm satisfied. I don't care if you write in anapestic tetrameter or in a completely unbridled free verse. Just make it good. I can't stress this enough, no fucking rubbish.
This one’s not a rule: Despite my vulgarity here in this description, don't swear your face off because you might need it later (and oh ya, you won't win if you do.
As I begin I would like to say that the following statements do not come from arrogance but something else entirely. It must be my intense desire to read splendid thoughts that may cause me to sound like a dick on occasion.
Let's proceed with the rules...
There are precious few so please read them like you are as interested in them as you are the points.
1.) I reserve the right to delete any poem that I feel does not strive for art as its main and essential goal.
2.) If poetry is only a hobby for you and it’s only something you kind of like to do, then please leave with the ruffians who didn't know who Oscar Wilde was.
3.) I want your absolute best whatever that may entail. I'm often discouraged with what I read on this site so give me something to remind me why I joined so very long ago...almost two weeks now.
4.)As far as content, style, and technique there is nothing specific I want. As long as its fantastic, I'm satisfied. I don't care if you write in anapestic tetrameter or in a completely unbridled free verse. Just make it good. I can't stress this enough, no fucking rubbish.
This one’s not a rule: Despite my vulgarity here in this description, don't swear your face off because you might need it later (and oh ya, you won't win if you do.
Contest is Over
- Contest was judged on June 18, 2007
- Rewards: Gold: 500, Silver: 150, Bronze: 50, Honorable mention: 2 people
- Final notes: This has been an amusing experience. I'm pleased with the results and they were very difficult to judge. There were some great poems and I thank everyone for their participation. I hope you will all read the phenomenal work of the winners and thanks again everybody.
Contest Winners
- Error: Unable to find finalist item 3041592, it seems to have been deleted :( [remove]
- Error: Unable to find finalist item 3041348, it seems to have been deleted :( [remove]
- Error: Unable to find finalist item 2733384, it seems to have been deleted :( [remove]
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In Praise of Lord Alfred Douglas
Lord Alfred Douglas's nonsense rhymes• Commented on by judge. Prewrite [remove]
Honorable mention
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and wander through; how, when and why
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A perfect plastic body with a fake orange tan...by Athena of Starlite 18 lines, 2 comments, on May 22 3:47 PM 2007. In Teen issues, Life, Thoughts, High School• Viewed by judge. Prewrite
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I can make you cry. / I can make you hate. / By the time someone finds me / it will be to late. / I keep you locked up / inside your own heby AshesFromFire 29 lines, 11 comments, on May 14 8:18 PM 2007. In Dark, Pain, Sad, Depression, Suicide• Commented on by judge. Prewrite
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She walks through the night, / Looking at the chesires cat moon. / Looks down at her arms, / The ray of light. / shows the cuts and bruises• Commented on by judge. Prewrite
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On a bed spiced with my body / I can hear mechanical vultures / Yanking threads on their morbid mobile / Above the paint-chipped crib. / In the darkest blue of the room, / In some discarded corner o the cell,• Commented on by judge.
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The lines of darkness, happen to go through your beautiful face
Ending up converging somewhere, in the vortex of time and space• Commented on by judge. Prewrite
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great contest, cannot wait to read all the best here! Good luck to all
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You sound like me at 16.
Hell. You sound like me now. I love that in a person, especially a poet.
I'll admit, I've only recently discovered Oscar Wilde's genius. But it IS genius, that much is true. Props to you for that. And for being fine with sounding like a dick for the sake of good poetry.
Oh, and welcome to AP.
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Who doesn't know who Oscar Wilde was???
Huh??
I just thought that it was genetic knowledge ya know!!!!
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Can't wait to see if any of the devout christians who are so intent on praying for my poor immoral bisexual soul enter this one!!! If they do you can be sure they have no idea who Oscar was!
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Haha, too true. One can only the hope that the first line in the description will shock them away. Bigots and bible buddies don't usually respond well to the phrase "get the fuck out." But if they're talented and submit an excellant poem, maybeI'll play nice...maybe
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Thanks for the bronze!
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