I am overloaded with points. They are the gracious gifts from the members of the AP Family which I can hardly repay. I hope they will graciously accept my invitation to participate in my first ever contest by entering not-too-long poems, say roughly of 50 lines, on the theme 'WHY DO I WRITE POEMS'. Here is an example, the translation of a famous song by a famous poet -
AND IN WONDER AND AMAZEMENT I SING
The sky is full of the sun and the stars
The world is full of life
Among all these I have found a place
And in wonder and amazement I sing.
The world is swayed
By eternity’s rushing tides
Rising and falling
I have felt its tug in my blood
Racing through my veins
And in wonder and amazement I sing.
While walking in the woodlands
With my feet I have touched the blades of grass
I have been startled by the flowers’ fragrance
They have all maddened my mind
The gifts of gladness and joy
Are strewn all around
And in wonder and amazement I sing.
I have pricked my ears
I have opened my eyes
I have bared my heart to the world
In the midst of the known
I have sought the unknown
And in wonder and amazement I sing.
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[Transcreation of the song – Akash bhara surya tara biswabhara pran – by Rabindranath Tagore.]
It is needless to say, it is not for copying.
The closing date is 3rd July, but may be closed after 30 entries.
AND IN WONDER AND AMAZEMENT I SING
The sky is full of the sun and the stars
The world is full of life
Among all these I have found a place
And in wonder and amazement I sing.
The world is swayed
By eternity’s rushing tides
Rising and falling
I have felt its tug in my blood
Racing through my veins
And in wonder and amazement I sing.
While walking in the woodlands
With my feet I have touched the blades of grass
I have been startled by the flowers’ fragrance
They have all maddened my mind
The gifts of gladness and joy
Are strewn all around
And in wonder and amazement I sing.
I have pricked my ears
I have opened my eyes
I have bared my heart to the world
In the midst of the known
I have sought the unknown
And in wonder and amazement I sing.
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[Transcreation of the song – Akash bhara surya tara biswabhara pran – by Rabindranath Tagore.]
It is needless to say, it is not for copying.
The closing date is 3rd July, but may be closed after 30 entries.
Contest is Over
- Contest was judged on June 20, 2007
- Rewards: Gold: 400, Silver: 200, Bronze: 100
- Final notes: Hosting a contest for the first time has been a rewarding experience. According to the rules only three winners had to be chosen out of total 20 entries. I wish I could choose a few more, for most of the entries have been of a very high order. I hope all participants, irrespective of their standings in the contest, have enjoyed the fun. I must thank all from the core of my heart for making this event a success.
Contest Winners
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Be warned the following are not included in this poem:
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I'm just a paperback writer
writing her storyby DistilledMoonlight 28 lines, 2 comments, on Aug 29 5:10 PM 2006. In Love• Commented on by judge. Prewrite [remove] -
Here, my poetry is Love.by CarolDesjarlais 54 lines, 4 comments, on Jun 19 5:40 AM 2007
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Poetry, is expression / of my feelings and my views. / I like to write on nature / and topics in the news. / I write about the sad times, /• Commented on by judge. Prewrite [remove]
- Error: Unable to find finalist item 3091026, it seems to have been deleted :( [remove]
- Error: Unable to find finalist item 3048914, it seems to have been deleted :( [remove]
Entries [14]
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There are many facets to the unpolished jewel that is me. / This is just but one of them, that I write poetry. / 3 years ago if you had askby Griswold 19 lines, 6 comments, on Jun 14 8:56 PM 2007. In Personal, Life, Thoughts, My life, Lost in thought, Contest, Message
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Those days when I feel my entire soul ripping / and my heart is shattering before his eyes / my balance of smiles and frowns is tipping / I'm not ok, no matter how many I tell, these lies / I come here, tears strby LunaAmara 23 lines, on Jun 19 10:37 AM 2007• Viewed by judge.
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Today’s great undead poets,
awash in the internet sea,by jjbreunig3 23 lines, 30 comments, on Oct 29 12:03 PM 2006. In Hope• Commented on by judge. Prewrite -
Why should I speak / If no one will listen? / Why should I try / If no one will notice? / Why should I sing / If no one will hear? / Why should I write / If no one will read? / Why should I love / If nby JacquelynK 15 lines, 3 comments, on Jun 19 11:48 AM 2007• Commented on by judge.
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Why does a poet write other then,
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There are too many things I can't say / Things hidden in every other way / I know that here I'm stating a cliché / But that's what moves my pen, day by day. / Two months past, I tried to starve myself thin / It• Commented on by judge. Prewrite
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Poetry is to escape, / I'm sure you can relate, / If the pain sets in, / The hurt will begin. / So let it spill out, / Out on the page, / Wby Jessi-desensytized 28 lines, 3 comments, on Jun 12 10:37 AM 2007• Commented on by judge. Prewrite
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My words spill over my lips with the grace of broken glass / I read through every word that I had written / It is beautiful / It is full /by Yuki Now and Always 51 lines, 5 comments, on May 11 7:25 PM 2007• Commented on by judge. Prewrite
