-No religion bashing
-No rhyme please
-black\white background w\ readable font
-No center alignment
-No pics posted with the entry
-No death, horror, porn, corny humor
I am going to give you some prompts. Use free verse or prose to write me something inspired by it. Use the prompt somewhere in your poem. Before I give you the prompts...here are my other contests:
My favorites list only:
http://allpoetry.com/contest/2396065
Autobiography:
http://allpoetry.com/contest/2397603
Picture Prompts: (Several to choose from)
http://allpoetry.com/contest/2398255
Prompts:
1.
She is Spring rain
2.
counting sheep that are too fast
for my numbers.
3.
Beneath a circle of white
you loved me red
of cheek.
4.
The hand of sorrow
fingers cold earth
with practiced
motion as I beg for
higher ground.
5.
from that place in between
slumber and sleepless
6.
and I am
her softest shoulder.
7.
and he tells me
he loves the way
I move.
8.
It was lazy Sunday,
our day
for bare feet and
hot cement.
9.
Mother always told me
not to fall for
the boys next door;
to set higher goals
than side streets and love.
10.
He scribbled her
in yellow crayon;
figured the color
of cowards
was just her shade.
-No religion bashing
-No rhyme please
-black\white background w\ readable font
-No center alignment
-No pics posted with the entry
-No death, horror, porn, corny humor
Have fun.
-No rhyme please
-black\white background w\ readable font
-No center alignment
-No pics posted with the entry
-No death, horror, porn, corny humor
I am going to give you some prompts. Use free verse or prose to write me something inspired by it. Use the prompt somewhere in your poem. Before I give you the prompts...here are my other contests:
My favorites list only:
http://allpoetry.com/contest/2396065
Autobiography:
http://allpoetry.com/contest/2397603
Picture Prompts: (Several to choose from)
http://allpoetry.com/contest/2398255
Prompts:
1.
She is Spring rain
2.
counting sheep that are too fast
for my numbers.
3.
Beneath a circle of white
you loved me red
of cheek.
4.
The hand of sorrow
fingers cold earth
with practiced
motion as I beg for
higher ground.
5.
from that place in between
slumber and sleepless
6.
and I am
her softest shoulder.
7.
and he tells me
he loves the way
I move.
8.
It was lazy Sunday,
our day
for bare feet and
hot cement.
9.
Mother always told me
not to fall for
the boys next door;
to set higher goals
than side streets and love.
10.
He scribbled her
in yellow crayon;
figured the color
of cowards
was just her shade.
-No religion bashing
-No rhyme please
-black\white background w\ readable font
-No center alignment
-No pics posted with the entry
-No death, horror, porn, corny humor
Have fun.
Contest is Over
- Contest was judged on April 10, 2008
- Rewards: Gold: 300
- Final notes:
Contest Winners
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She looked like a prophesy on 13th and Wash:
the weight of her heels,• Commented on by judge. [remove]
Gold trophy winner
Entries [3]
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I have often wondered
Like so many before meby DDsithstriker 47 lines, on Apr 3 1:39 AM 2008• Viewed by judge. -
She is like Spring Rain Dancing like a fairyby Triami Arack 12 lines, 2 comments, on Apr 10 2:23 PM 2008• Viewed by judge.
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Bookmarked
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Bookmarked. Love the prompts.
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bookmarking
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He scribbled her
in yellow crayon;
figured the color
of cowards
was just her shade.
Ooh, I remember reading this from your poem about the yellow crayon...nice. -
I just LOVE this prompt
"2.
counting sheep that are too fast
for my numbers." -
love the prompts.
I'll bookmark, hopefully I can write something.
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Great inspirations...
Bookmarked for sure
Becky
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