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Where the mind drifts

Where does your mind drift to when you are relaxed and not thinking of anything in particular? Do you ever find yourself driving on a stretch of road, hundreds of miles away? Or back in the house you lived in when you were twelve? Or walking beside a lake from a vacation you took ten years ago? Where does your mind take you? Show it to me. Use imagery and metaphor.

No pedestrian rhyme.

No purple prose.

Show, don't tell.

Imagery and metaphor are what I look for. If you enter something without imagery and metaphor, you will have no chance of winning.

Contest is Over

  • Contest was judged on February 11, 2008
  • Rewards: Gold: 300, Silver: 40, Bronze: 35, Honorable mention: 3 people
  • Final notes:
    This contest brought some great entries. I enjoyed reading them all. Thanks to all who entered.

Contest Winners

  1. Error: Unable to find finalist item 3859659, it seems to have been deleted :( [remove]
  2. by Dienush 37 lines, 21 comments, on Jan 20 5:21 AM 2008. In Personal, Love
    Silver trophy winner
    • Commented on by judge. Prewrite [remove]

  3. by Anjole-Of-The-Artz 33 lines, 3 comments, on Jan 29 7:04 PM 2008. In Love, Life, Personal, Spiritual, Thoughts
    Bronze trophy winner
    • Commented on by judge. [remove]
  4. by also called 25 lines, 2 comments, on Jan 30 2:11 AM 2008. In Personal
    Honorable mention
    • Commented on by judge. [remove]
  5. I get out of my van One Friday morning
    by The Hermit 64 lines, 1 comment, on Jan 28 12:50 PM 2008. In Sad, Thoughts, Happiness, Depression, Fantasy
    Honorable mention
    • Commented on by judge. [remove]
  6. Spores of thought drift aimlessly, caught by every breeze that blows
    by Bad Bill 20 lines, 2 comments, on Jan 28 6:36 AM 2008. In Thoughts
    Honorable mention
    • Commented on by judge. [remove]

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  • skeptikoky
    January 28, 2008
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    here we lie

    we died on a cold june mornin
    blood frozen eyes peeled
    here we lie


  • between slices
    February 8, 2008
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    what if my mind drifts like an unending chain of thoughts that grabs one idea from another, one thought from another, one bit from another and delves into the past, or the future, or never-happened hullabaloo, to weird irrelevant things?

    now how on earth do you put such abstractness onto paper?



    my mind be weird... but i love it!!

    i wanna cuddle my mind..