If i'm on your favourites' list or if you're on mine...then please enter;
if you're not or i'm not, then it's likely that the reason is a good one & not entering will be to your advantage,
and if you feel you should be on my list and i've somehow missed you off, leave a comment at the bottom of this page telling me why i should consider you for this contest and i'll get back to you.
Just give me anything...straight from the top of your head - i'm not looking for polished pieces...just something that allows me to know how you are and how life is treating you. i'm on 300+ lists and keeping up with you all has proved an impossible task...so this is my answer.
i won't stipulate rhyme, free verse or prose - i'm open to and appreciative of any.
Please keep backgrounds pre-dominantly black with white font - it's easier for me to read.
You can curse, you can swear, you can blaspheme...but please, do not fuck - erotica is strictly a no-no.
If you use form, please add form description and link to your AN.
If you use a picture, please add credit to your AN, complete with link if from deviantart.
No bitching...at me or each other.
If quality smacks me in the jaw, points WILL rise.
You already know what makes me tick.
Enjoy!!
laura.
Contest is Over
- Contest was judged on November 20
- Rewards: Gold: 750, Silver: 350, Bronze: 200
- Final notes: Firstly, thank you all for entering.
i read each poem at least 3 times and eventually chose the winners by pure emotional impact and relatability.
Gold: walked over
i couldv'e written it myself today, yesterday, last week, tomorrow...the voice is the same.
Silver: Needing To Delve Into Brittle Patch Of Leaves
this piece is a finest poetic example of grief in its rawest form. truly a soul-wrenching write.
Bronze: [Empty] & ~Anything Goes~
i couldn't choose between the 2. [Empty] left me feeling exactly that...it stripped my soul out with its brevity and took my breath with its depth.
~Anything Goes~ relates to something we all cross at some point or another. (just some of us more than others, that's all) presently, it echoes my thoughts to a tee.
i didn't wish to insult anyone by giving HM's, "green" just doesn't do it for most people...including myself; i'd consider it a "booby" prize. So please...Bronze winners, 1 take the trophy and give the other the points please. thank you.
you all wrote extremely well & i truly do appreciate it.
laura.
Contest Winners
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by still.she.waits 13 lines, 3 comments, on Nov 8 12:47 AM. In Adult, Thoughts, Weird
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it is difficult to find comfort
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The pillow once was warm, but now has slid
behind the bed, beyond my fingers' range,by ZachP 14 lines, 5 comments, on Oct 31 2:20 PM• Commented on by judge. -
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The scarlet leaves dance
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for a thought reachedby LadyLavender 27 lines, 10 comments, on Oct 31 5:45 PM• Commented on by judge. -
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I'm wondering
why I cannot seemby AllThatRemains 24 lines, 4 comments, on Nov 1 2:15 PM• Commented on by judge. -
Steel-clad death welcomes yang's metallic frame,
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Echos soft of forgotten dreams
In the lost hallways of my mindby SoulWhispher 17 lines, 3 comments, on Nov 3 12:05 PM. In Thoughts• Viewed by judge. -
by sideways hourglass 50 lines, 2 comments, on Nov 3 9:19 PM. In Personal• Commented on by judge.
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by Night Hope 1 lines, 15 comments, on Nov 8 2:53 AM. In Contest, Hope, Life, Love, Nature, Pain, Sad, Spiritual, Inspiration
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written in a newly developed form by Laura Lamarca - LaChartaby CitrineSunrise 34 lines, 11 comments, on Nov 11 5:13 PM• Commented on by judge.
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Thank you. Will bookmark.
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we shall see. ♥
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*is half-dead*
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half-dead or half-alive...it matters not. i still love you.

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and i, you
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i'm really tired right now, but i will see what i can come up with tomorrow, or whenever i can...life is busy lately
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would love to ... but ....
1. not sure if i'm still on your fav's
2. no time
3. no inspiration
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1. you still are.
2. find time.
3. write about your lack of inspiration - i can relate to that.
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Well in that case I'd better do as the lady says
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if you're calling me a "lady", then i guess you better had.

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hahaha. i just saw your picture.

what's all that about???
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a night of one too many beers
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lol i wonder if i look so daft after 3 triples...don't respond to that, i'm not sure i'll be forgiving

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I thought it looke quite good, notice the unusual left handed position of the guitar and the jaunty angle of that (actual) Victorian top hat .. mind you the one of me dressed as a flamenco dancer is far better .... but thats another story
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a flamence dancer??
lol you could write for the pic and post it to this contest!
please??
i want to see the flamenco pic.
or i'll scweam and scweam and scweam until i'm sick
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lol i sussed it!!! Dr Zeuss...Cat in the Hat...Green eggs and ham...or quite simply, the Grinch - that's who you remind me of in that hat
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Blargh! I still have this bookmarked, btw.
Just needing my head to match my lips.
To match my keyboard.
To create a poem.
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prose is fine.
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you said no erotica. but can I use the word fuck... or say when we fuck [but don't describe past that point]?
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i'll accept that...i just don't want graphical details - i'm underage.
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schweet. cause I am writing for this.
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i'm glad...cos i've missed your words nearly as much as i've missed you...& to say it's "heaps" would be an understatement.

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"i'm underage."
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no you're not...liar!

i'm underage though.
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Thank you for hosting such a fine contest, Laura. Congratulations, one and all. Be well, Poets and Scribes.
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ty for the inspiration, the place to write out the soul-speak, and the silver. Congratulations all!
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