Cocoons & Rebirth A Poetic Challenge
Metaphors, Images, Visual Brilliance Big Points
Ok This is the Prompt:
A rut is a grave with the ends kicked out!
And the only way to get out of it…
Is to change your life!
Or…
Die in the decay of complacency!
So you wrap your self in a Cocoon
Transforming your life into one of…
Beauty, Love and Light.
Tell me of the journey
Tell me about the pain…
Of rebirth!
Paint for me…
A vision of the future
On the canvas of your new life!
Take this prompt in whatever direction you wish,
I only ask, that you put as much love in this poem
as you have for your self!
Due to the fact that I hope, each and every one that enters…
Realizes the dream that they have woven into their poem!
Below is an example of one of the many directions you can take this prompt.
"Buying Back My Soul"
New is my life
as I shed the rotting flesh
of a decadent past
long past its expiration date!
How cruel I was to myself
dragging it past
the resiliency of youth
beyond the point of no return
for an early beginning
to the path of enlightenment.
Gone are the fond memories
of young adulthood
for they never existed!
Picking up the pieces
the remains of the day
and every day that follows,
I will cherish
and hold dear to my heart.
Buying back my soul
one day at a time.
Written by, William J. Reed IV
Oh Yea The Regular Rules Apply
Ok have fun exploring your future dear poets.
Metaphors, Images, Visual Brilliance Big Points
Ok This is the Prompt:
A rut is a grave with the ends kicked out!
And the only way to get out of it…
Is to change your life!
Or…
Die in the decay of complacency!
So you wrap your self in a Cocoon
Transforming your life into one of…
Beauty, Love and Light.
Tell me of the journey
Tell me about the pain…
Of rebirth!
Paint for me…
A vision of the future
On the canvas of your new life!
Take this prompt in whatever direction you wish,
I only ask, that you put as much love in this poem
as you have for your self!
Due to the fact that I hope, each and every one that enters…
Realizes the dream that they have woven into their poem!
Below is an example of one of the many directions you can take this prompt.
"Buying Back My Soul"
New is my life
as I shed the rotting flesh
of a decadent past
long past its expiration date!
How cruel I was to myself
dragging it past
the resiliency of youth
beyond the point of no return
for an early beginning
to the path of enlightenment.
Gone are the fond memories
of young adulthood
for they never existed!
Picking up the pieces
the remains of the day
and every day that follows,
I will cherish
and hold dear to my heart.
Buying back my soul
one day at a time.
Written by, William J. Reed IV
Oh Yea The Regular Rules Apply
Ok have fun exploring your future dear poets.
Contest is Over
- Contest was judged on June 13, 2008
- Rewards: Gold: 2000, Silver: 1000, Bronze: 500, Honorable mention: 3 people
- Final notes: WOW this has to be the toughest contest I have judged so far Every poem entered was good. I'm sorry it took me so long but for now the only access I have to the internet is at work Heheh.
So judging my contest's comes with an element of risk! Heheh I loved readin each and every on of your stories of personal triumph over adversity. It was truly a spiritualy uplifting experiance for me and I hope for all of you as well. Again thank yuou all for entering my contest
Contest Winners
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Years ago 1993 I had a fright
I thought I was going to dieby amysticwriter 40 lines, 8 comments, on May 16 4:36 PM 2008. In Contest, Inspirational, Personal, My life, Hope, Depression, Soulful philosophy
Gold trophy winner
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I’ll do what I want and go at my own speed
Life is for living will become my new creed.• Commented on by judge. [remove] - Error: Unable to find finalist item 4264361, it seems to have been deleted :( [remove]
- Error: Unable to find finalist item 4231347, it seems to have been deleted :( [remove]
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Scuffed jean pockets
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My future is an unpainted canvas
Stark, white and bold
Waiting for the first splash of color• Commented on by judge. [remove] -
It was only a small cocoon—or more accurately, a chrysalis—gleaned• Commented on by judge. [remove]
Silver trophy winner
Bronze trophy winner
Honorable mention
Entries [16]
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Lunch-box mudded
the leftovers of a jungle gravesite.by RyanosaurusWrecks 27 lines, 10 comments, on May 15 1:41 AM 2008• Commented on by judge. -
Fresh soil is all around me, it trickles on my feet
My memories decaying ,they're rotten like dead meat• Commented on by judge. -
The weeds of justice..
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Sliding through the box I find the ends• Commented on by judge.
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Always standing at the edge of clouds...Hidden face covered in shrouds...voices lilt in the breeze... Brazen memories tease...Hollow echos from the heart sound...Lost love am bound...Watefall eyes decent ... solicit for paradby tarnished-angel42 0 lines, 1 comment, on Jun 9 2:57 PM 2008• Commented on by judge.
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On the contrary - this is very easy for me to resist... for I do not enter competitions that exclude prewritten work. But if you change your mind on that point, please let me know!
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Sounds like an interesting contest. I do already have poetry that would suit this but I will go try to write a NEW one...
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If I only had the time considering my rhyming has mostly been uniquely multi-syllabic. However, even though I won't be winning any trophies for only showing this... but I take it that you will want to read... http://allpoetry.com/poem/2142054
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GOLD...
Wow!...I'm surprized, thank you so much..congrats to all other winners...loved the contest...mary -
Many thanks for the little brown jug. In this company it is a high accolade.
Jim
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