I see all these contests looking for "dirty pretty." I have always been the kind of person who swims against the current. Give me the opposite of "dirty pretty," please. Scrub it raw and bloody 
Enter only poetry, I’m not looking for prose.
No end rhyme.
Enter only poetry, I’m not looking for prose.
No end rhyme.
Contest is Over
- Contest was judged on July 21, 2007
- Rewards: Gold: 300
- Final notes: This was very hard to judge. I wish I had some more trophies to hand out, because there were more than three poems that deserved them in this contest. Honorable mentions to Labels and Lies as well as Love Affair. Thank you all for entering. I really enjoyed all your poems. The contest turned out much better than I expected it to.
Contest Winners
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Their throats / remain open tombs, / cold embers alive again; / spewed from the shallow grave / of a childhood past, burn again, / like bil• Commented on by judge. [remove]
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by Annalise 23 lines, 16 comments, on Jul 8 10:56 AM 2007. In Contemporary, My Life, Silent Musings
Silver trophy winner
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Oh, mini-skirted girls / spic and span in glossy tightsby crystaldust 27 lines, 3 comments, on Jul 8 9:42 AM 2007. In Contemporary, Humor, Society
Bronze trophy winner
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hipocracy
in the smallest of packagesby Violet Moodswing 45 lines, 26 comments, on Mar 29 1:32 PM 2007. In Freeverse, rant, society, contemporary, beat• Commented on by judge. Prewrite [remove] - Error: Unable to find finalist item 3169180, it seems to have been deleted :( [remove]
Gold trophy winner
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Look into those fading eyes and see
Time spins out of controlby Kia Tenshi 27 lines, 2 comments, on Mar 14 5:39 PM 2007. In dark, mind, depression, death, thoughts, fantasy, tragedy, pain• Commented on by judge. Prewrite -
We traveled the world together, / My heart in her hand, / Her fist through a wall. / We lived in the yard, / Slept in the dirt, / Her blood in my mouth. / We finished our coffee, /by Time is real 19 lines, 4 comments, on Jul 18 6:36 PM 2007• Commented on by judge. Prewrite
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The blood is spred all around / My eyes glent with fear / But I know if I am caught / That everything will be over / The crimmson red correses / I can not figure out whose it / is but it almost seems to call /• Commented on by judge. Prewrite
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LOL Too funny. I like this. It speaks to my OCD.
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I have some old poem that might fit, but would rather right a new one. Bookmarking this
And, nice idea. I hate hate HATE dirty pretty and quickies.
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Interesting idea...
Some would argue that true dirty pretty (not the over punctuation "glamourous" bullshit full of whores and prescription pills) is raw and bloody already, but I suppose that depends on who you ask.
Wonderful idea though, I hope you get lots of entries
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LOL Love the idea you have here.
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Hahahahahaha. I love this. I only hope my work schedule allows me to get enterred under the wire. Ooo I just noticed you are accepting prewrites if real life does not cooperate.
-grabs a shovel to dig through all her clean ugly crap
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bookmarked.
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Ah. Thank you for the silver . . . and more importantly, the inspiration.
Congrats to Carly Pop and crystaldust for their placement.
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