The Glass Winged Butterfly
Prompt: Emergence/Escapism
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Now write
Rules:
Left align
no word limit
no line limit
rhyme isn't a favourite medium of mine - do it if you must
DO NOT RUSH TO POST/TAKE YOUR TIME
Many thanks
Gill.
Contest is Over
- Contest was judged on January 17, 2008
- Rewards: Gold: 450, Silver: 200, Bronze: 100
- Final notes: This was hard for me to judge as many of my top 6 list, all had different things that I wanted and hoped to see in this contest. In the end I looked at the core of what I saw in the words emergence and escapism.
and the top three all added to those prompts.
so thank you to all who took part.
many thanks
Gill.
- To judge this contest, you need to have at least as many finalists as you have rewards. You have 3 awards but only 2 finalists.
Contest Winners
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The dog barks in the night,
anxious as a bed-wetting child;by Bunty Plumchip 51 lines, 15 comments, on Jan 10 4:14 PM 2008. In Society, Thoughts, Life
Gold trophy winner
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by transcendental baby 27 lines, 2 comments, on Jan 13 3:00 PM 2008. In Creative Compulsion
Silver trophy winner
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Entries [17]
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Thinking of the emergence of the soul
Holding back the emotionsby Revwilliamfoos 26 lines, 1 comment, on Jan 2 8:42 AM 2008• Commented on by judge. -
by Namita 59 lines, 13 comments, on Jan 2 8:30 AM 2008• Commented on by judge.
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Not the Phoenix,
this ashen bierby Peteskid 33 lines, 2 comments, on Jan 2 9:00 AM 2008• Commented on by judge. -
Mountain’s polished peace, like frozen-tongue, blueby CarolDesjarlais 29 lines, 4 comments, on Jan 2 9:18 AM 2008
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when jump towards infinite in emergence to supreme inseparable end• Commented on by judge.
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I will live. I will emerge from this• Commented on by judge.
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desperate search . .
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by amaranthine lover 21 lines, 4 comments, on Jan 8 10:20 PM 2008. In Contemporary, Contest, Abstract, Fantasy, Dark, noguest• Commented on by judge.
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Some mornings at the chapel's
Mirror, I catch a stained glass• Commented on by judge.
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Comments
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oo oo
i love the glass winged butterflies
i once held a quickie with that theme...
sorry about the blabbering
bookmarked
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ahhh two of my favorite topics...
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Bookmarked~ off to work. Loved the poem.
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Lovely concept, Gilly... love the poem and the serenity on this page. Bookmarked!
~ Nicolette
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bookmarked - what a beautiful idea and inspiring contest!..
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bookmarked
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beautiful contest hun
Anna A is one of my faves - did i ever tell you that?
Here is my gift
Here is my gift, not roses on your grave,
not sticks of burning incense.
You lived aloof, maintaining to the end
your magnificent disdain.
You drank wine, and told the wittiest jokes,
and suffocated inside stifling walls.
Alone you let the terrible stranger in,
and stayed with her alone.
Now you're gone, and nobody says a word
about your troubled and exalted life.
Only my voice, like a flute, will mourn
at your dumb funeral feast.
Oh, who would have dared believe that half-crazed I,
I, sick with grief for the buried past,
I, smoldering on a slow fire,
having lost everything and forgotten all,
would be fated to commemorate a man
so full of strength and will and bright inventions,
who only yesterday it seems, chatted with me,
hiding the tremor of his mortal pain.
that is one of my bestest by her
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This one is so pretty.

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The honesty of paper, wings.
These words, enough
to keep a sinner straight
if not. Inside the lines
the lack becomes miraculous,
expunging what was just
before. Then somehow, yes
somehow, as if alive a smudge
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Oi!!!!
you you you
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congratulations to all the poets!!!
thank you for the wonderful inspiration Gill
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Thank you very much for the gold. I am blushing.

Congratualtions to all the good poems in the contest.











