~ I am taken back to walking on a new spring morning, and hearing the gentle ambiaunce of wind russle against the vinyl of my wind breaker ... as I mucked through the puddles in the dawn of the day, amid the dewy grasses beneath the flats of my feet, as I wandered about this world, in the days of my early youth. ~
~ The feeling of aloneness that I felt ... as my older siblings had all ready abandon me to their school busses, but not ever truly alone ... no, I know now, impowered, and finally able, I chose to walk this time alone. To do as I choose. To wander and explore the world around me. To take in the brilliance ... to mature at my own pace. ~
~ What envokes the soul in you, and brings your heart, an accomplished sense of serenity? What love's have you known, midst the blessings of of your days? Memories of childhood? Precious pearls, that you and you alone have come to know. and have proven, to hold true, and have given your heart, a lasting sense of peace? ~
Be it the sound of the wind, on vinyl, or the sight of cotten candy clouds, or the taste of an orange push up icy pop. Let your work show what provokes you to childhood memories?
I fancy this to bring you another honest time of promise. As it is my hope also that in your day and time, your exeriances will envoke in me as well, a broader, sense of peace.
This contest is for my darling girlfriends' 40th birthday on the 7th of August. She has been through a lot through the years, and has come this far in her life, and can claim, no regrets. I truely admire her for this, and feel that she is simply remakable in every way.
Show her your heart, and lay down your soul for the gift of God's love and for the precious treasures of your life, that we all have shared in and have been given.
Thank you for your efforts in this contest, and God carry you through to bring you to remember nothing but the very best, and most of all ... HAVE FUN!
Prose poetry, with a form kind of content. Rhyme, no rhyme is totally fine ... you be the judge of what may move you.
~ James ~
~ The feeling of aloneness that I felt ... as my older siblings had all ready abandon me to their school busses, but not ever truly alone ... no, I know now, impowered, and finally able, I chose to walk this time alone. To do as I choose. To wander and explore the world around me. To take in the brilliance ... to mature at my own pace. ~
~ What envokes the soul in you, and brings your heart, an accomplished sense of serenity? What love's have you known, midst the blessings of of your days? Memories of childhood? Precious pearls, that you and you alone have come to know. and have proven, to hold true, and have given your heart, a lasting sense of peace? ~
Be it the sound of the wind, on vinyl, or the sight of cotten candy clouds, or the taste of an orange push up icy pop. Let your work show what provokes you to childhood memories?
I fancy this to bring you another honest time of promise. As it is my hope also that in your day and time, your exeriances will envoke in me as well, a broader, sense of peace.
This contest is for my darling girlfriends' 40th birthday on the 7th of August. She has been through a lot through the years, and has come this far in her life, and can claim, no regrets. I truely admire her for this, and feel that she is simply remakable in every way.
Show her your heart, and lay down your soul for the gift of God's love and for the precious treasures of your life, that we all have shared in and have been given.
Thank you for your efforts in this contest, and God carry you through to bring you to remember nothing but the very best, and most of all ... HAVE FUN!
Prose poetry, with a form kind of content. Rhyme, no rhyme is totally fine ... you be the judge of what may move you.
~ James ~
Contest is Over
- Contest was judged on September 2, 2008
- Rewards: Gold: 300, Silver: 150, Bronze: 75, Honorable mention: 1 people
- Final notes: Thanks all ... God bless you and may peace always come to find you well.
~ James ~
Contest Winners
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Dreams sweeter than wine• Viewed by judge. Prewrite [remove]
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Within us all there lives a child• Viewed by judge. Prewrite [remove]
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Gold trophy winner
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Honorable mention
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That day That day wasn't the first or last day.• Viewed by judge. Prewrite
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We used to go on nature walks
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The six of us dressed warm, protection from grabbing colds outside.
I remember we would always check our gear, more than twice.• Viewed by judge. Prewrite -
I remember a time of innocence
When all was at my beck and callby stani 23 lines, on Aug 3 1:09 PM 2008• Viewed by judge. -
by HaleighGrace 33 lines, 10 comments, on Nov 3 7:39 AM 2006. In Spiritual• Viewed by judge. Prewrite
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When I was just a little boy my mother used to bake
Her weekly bread and muffins and sometimes a fruit cakeby judmc 12 lines, 8 comments, on Apr 18 1:14 PM 2008• Viewed by judge. Prewrite -
When I would stand and look across the bay,
In Cornwall, filled with childhood memory,by Room without doors 13 lines, 11 comments, on Aug 4 11:27 AM 2008. In Sonnet, Nature, Childhood Memories• Viewed by judge. -
Grilling smells, so enticing
summer's mouthwatering perfume.by Kathryn Bowden 28 lines, 30 comments, on May 23 9:00 PM 2008• Viewed by judge. Prewrite -
Lucy fell one morning from a nectarine sky
into a sparkling, black ocean of despair and horror.by Silver Asylum 78 lines, 7 comments, on Aug 6 7:57 PM 2008• Viewed by judge. Prewrite
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I am unclear precisely what you want. Do you want straightforward memories of childhood, or do you want poems about things that evoke memories of childhood? There is a difference...
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