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Poetry Is...

This poem and contest are dedicated to you my fellow poets and lovers of poetry.



Keepsake

What you are spills out

through time and space,
quill and keyboard
onto aching pages

of soul's fertile soil.

You are transcriber of the wind,
priests of the descending still,
moon glow's sculptor.

Your words-

keepsake of the stars



Brian




Your prompt is the contest title - "Poetry Is..."

Rules:
1. Keep it clean please.
2. Don't entitle your poem "Poetry Is" (you are more creative than that!)
3. No prewrites.
4. One entry per poet.
5. Anonymous, so please don't message me about your entry or reply to my comments until after the contest is judged.

Contest is Over

  • Contest was judged on December 22, 2007
  • Rewards: Gold: 1000, Silver: 500, Bronze: 300, Honorable mention: 4 people
  • Final notes:
    Thank you for making a successful contest! I learned so much about what poetry means to us as people from reading your excellent entries.

    In some ways this was the favorite contest I've run because of the theme and number of outstanding entries submitted. However, the latter also made this a hard contest to judge. You have impressed me and humbled me with the quality of your work. Thanks again.

    Here are your winners:
    Gold - Transcribing The Wind
    Silver - Wayward Child
    Bronze - How It Rises

    Honorables were added becuase of the number of quality writes submitted. The competition was tough! If you didn't place or get an HM it wasn't because you didn't have a quality write, it was because there were just so many good ones submitted. Congratualations to the winners. You were truly exceptional.

    Please take the time to read the other entries and learn what our art is to others. In this way we can gain insight into the nature of poetry as well as ourselves as poets and people.

    Blessings, quill and keyboard.

    Merry Christmas.

    Brian

Contest Winners

  1. Transcribing the Wind
    What is that precious essence
    perfectly spilled from wells of poetry’s
    by ten thousand cicadas 41 lines, 27 comments, on Dec 11 8:41 PM 2007
    Gold trophy winner
    • Commented on by judge. [remove]
  2. Wayward Child
    if the moon was caught
    with grasping fingers,
    by Cupcrazy 83 lines, 23 comments, on Dec 13 11:48 PM 2007. In Other, Thoughts
    Silver trophy winner
    • Commented on by judge. [remove]
  3. How It Rises - Bronze
    Truth stirring up trouble
    like wind moves leaves, trees,
    by CarolDesjarlais 28 lines, 5 comments, on Dec 10 7:45 PM 2007. In Writing
    Bronze trophy winner
    • Commented on by judge. [remove]
  4. Error: Unable to find finalist item 3694812, it seems to have been deleted :( [remove]
  5. Error: Unable to find finalist item 3698574, it seems to have been deleted :( [remove]
  6. chalice
    Listen to a morning dove
    singing on the rise of amountain
    by Peteskid 18 lines, 6 comments, on Dec 11 7:38 AM 2007
    Honorable mention
    • Commented on by judge. [remove]
  7. Error: Unable to find finalist item 3695056, it seems to have been deleted :( [remove]
  8. Images
    Rhythm, style,
    form, grace.
    by islekine 15 lines, 3 comments, on Dec 11 12:12 AM 2007
    • Commented on by judge. [remove]
  9. Error: Unable to find finalist item 3699058, it seems to have been deleted :( [remove]
  10. Immortalizing Thoughts
    Poetry is....
    ....a martyr of senses
    by Angel w o Wings 28 lines, 12 comments, on Dec 11 9:58 PM 2007
    • Commented on by judge. [remove]
  11. Beyond Yearning
    Confusing as honesty Pure as any solid color
    by riley501111 7 lines, 1 comment, on Dec 13 8:12 AM 2007. In Contest
    • Commented on by judge. [remove]

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  • Keyser Soze gold member
    December 10, 2007
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    Just a question about the piece presented above... did you mean to spell priests 'preists'? I thought it was very cool.. the way it's reversed and the 'e' comes before the 'i' as an emphasis on the idea that the words are never ours to begin with - we are mere 'transcribers of the wind'...

    Cool contest btw.


    • Everwind Rising
      December 11, 2007
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      Oops! I thought I did a spell check on this poem before I submitted it but I guess I didn't. Thanks.


  • Cupcrazy gold member
    December 12, 2007
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    Good luck with your contest


  • CarolDesjarlais silver member
    December 22, 2007
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    ty so much for the contest and the bronze. Congrats to all!

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