So, this is my first contest.
I didn't think I'd ever get enough points to hold one..
But, thanks to all those who gave me Gold in their contests, I'm able to return the favor...so to speak
I know love poetry in this day and age is somewhat frowned upon.
However, I believe that every real poet, must be a lover..Not just of a woman/man, but of everything including the bad stuff..Such as tragedy, pain, remorse, death..whatever!
They just have to be able to be in love with the act of feeling.
This is also a personal contest, of sorts, for a friend of mine who is somewhat disenchanted with the literary world.
He's a poet, a published poet one at that, and in my opinion completely validates my theory of what a poet should be.
You don't have to dedicate your poems to him, or to me, or to anyone.
But I am going to share with you a piece of his, that has both inspired and humbled me as a person and as a poet:
Hello Ruby In The Sand
She punches me with stars
that scar everlasting
into the concubine flesh
Deteriorate
like a meteorite
Held in fist and swung like
an immobile comet
tail-less
seldom running orbits for profit
Love is a fallen star
not yet extinguished
fighting to breathe
often times mistaken for
aggression
but merely setting
like a tiny sun
in an orbit of
lashes
that speak of fear
but come off as
star-tling rage
She gouges me
with her silver tines
broken from bar-b-q
implements
branding me with the
heat'd stinger from
gas fucked fires
Tattooing me with her
spite
that she sometimes
calls her anger
though most times her lover
She lofts rubies from dust
to stratosphere
where stratocasters
play the fallen angel's opus
St. Michael weeps
as I hang onto her
counting the stars
as she pummels me
into
chagrin inducing merriment
brought on by
quadriplegic comet's
whirling round
in her wheelchair hands
stinging
stinging
Punches from god's tears
Love is a fallen
star in the hands
of man
- Erik Lauritzen
© 2004 ( all rights reserved )
From his 3rd book of poetry: " The World As I would Paint It "
So, that's pretty much it. There's no rules and such. I just want, honest, real love poetry- Enter as much as you want.
On a personal note, I'm not too big on poetry that rhymes.
But if it's good, I'll not think twice about awarding it...
Also,
2nd and 3rd place will probably get some points as well.
Just not sure how much yet.
If you have any questions, just ask!
I didn't think I'd ever get enough points to hold one..
But, thanks to all those who gave me Gold in their contests, I'm able to return the favor...so to speak
I know love poetry in this day and age is somewhat frowned upon.
However, I believe that every real poet, must be a lover..Not just of a woman/man, but of everything including the bad stuff..Such as tragedy, pain, remorse, death..whatever!
They just have to be able to be in love with the act of feeling.
This is also a personal contest, of sorts, for a friend of mine who is somewhat disenchanted with the literary world.
He's a poet, a published poet one at that, and in my opinion completely validates my theory of what a poet should be.
You don't have to dedicate your poems to him, or to me, or to anyone.
But I am going to share with you a piece of his, that has both inspired and humbled me as a person and as a poet:
Hello Ruby In The Sand
She punches me with stars
that scar everlasting
into the concubine flesh
Deteriorate
like a meteorite
Held in fist and swung like
an immobile comet
tail-less
seldom running orbits for profit
Love is a fallen star
not yet extinguished
fighting to breathe
often times mistaken for
aggression
but merely setting
like a tiny sun
in an orbit of
lashes
that speak of fear
but come off as
star-tling rage
She gouges me
with her silver tines
broken from bar-b-q
implements
branding me with the
heat'd stinger from
gas fucked fires
Tattooing me with her
spite
that she sometimes
calls her anger
though most times her lover
She lofts rubies from dust
to stratosphere
where stratocasters
play the fallen angel's opus
St. Michael weeps
as I hang onto her
counting the stars
as she pummels me
into
chagrin inducing merriment
brought on by
quadriplegic comet's
whirling round
in her wheelchair hands
stinging
stinging
Punches from god's tears
Love is a fallen
star in the hands
of man
- Erik Lauritzen
© 2004 ( all rights reserved )
From his 3rd book of poetry: " The World As I would Paint It "
So, that's pretty much it. There's no rules and such. I just want, honest, real love poetry- Enter as much as you want.
On a personal note, I'm not too big on poetry that rhymes.
But if it's good, I'll not think twice about awarding it...
Also,
2nd and 3rd place will probably get some points as well.
Just not sure how much yet.
If you have any questions, just ask!
Contest is Over
- Contest was judged on June 22, 2004
- Rewards: Gold: 300
- Final notes: Thanks to everyone who entered...
Entries [16]
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Delicate whispers drift
Nocturnal notes in slumberby Johnny Wheeler 20 lines, 13 comments, on May 6 3:17 PM 2003. In Love• Commented on by judge. -
Thy soul collaspes into yours
To rejuvenate and become healthy and strong againby ms-cuddles 21 lines, 4 comments, on Apr 25 5:22 PM 2004. In Love• Commented on by judge. -
Sweet breath
gone from me as I behold youby Annihilation 24 lines, 4 comments, on May 8 6:10 PM 2004. In Love• Commented on by judge. -
you may think
you have no purpose in life• Commented on by judge. -
its just too sad
to see in my very own eyes• Commented on by judge. -
Tempting me to taste
Their bitter drugby onesadpoem 19 lines, 5 comments, on Jun 13 10:15 PM 2004. In Sad• Commented on by judge. -
• Commented on by judge.
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with a fist full of
crooked stars• Commented on by judge. -
My writing
Ineffectual• Commented on by judge. -
Never forget who you are
And if you forget the past• Commented on by judge. -
I have skin color that's not all pure
Not white as snow nor black as nightby Lady Silver Dragon 49 lines, 4 comments, on Jun 17 9:49 PM 2004. In Society• Commented on by judge. -
The touch of the blade
Or the draw of a gun• Commented on by judge. -
The Last Time...• Commented on by judge.
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Kiss thy lips
Look into these eyes• Commented on by judge. -
In his eyes, stars are showing a great fire,
tempting my soul inward, a ride perhaps• Commented on by judge.
Gold trophy winner
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Some Great Imagery!
Hello Amberlee Carter,
Your friend's got some great imagery in this, very nice! If I get the time, I might give this a whirl. I am predominantly a rhymer and songwriter, but I've been known before to paint some nice visuals too. Best wishes in your contest. I'm keeping my eye on this.
Tommy
Edited on Jun 14, 8:15 p.m. because ''. -
OK,
I threw in two, one rhymes and one does not. I figure, why not? lol Again, I wish you the best.
Tommy -
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That poem is absolutely phenomenal. I'm sitting here with my jaw on the floor. Wow. Does Erik have an account here, a webpage? anything? And where could I get my hands on more of his work??
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Now This Is Poetry! Awed!
I agree with the comment by "AllOfTheAbove" & You. It left me punched in the gut w/its Imagery and Intensity and Damned Honest, Humbling work...this Piece was so humbling-- like, How the hell can I write like That? (sorry, hope that's okay in a comment, but your friend, Erik writes with his whole self and quite a gift with words doesn't he?)
And that ending...
"stinging
stinging
Punches from god's tears
Love is a fallen
star in the hands
of man"
He may be disenchanted with the Literary World, but I so Hope that he is Not Disenchanted with his work? Thanks, Amberlee for this...And, Yes, it Inspired... apologies for the lengthiness, but this was quite a piece!
m.
Edited on Jun 21, 5:15 p.m. because 'oops, my error'. -
Awesome, thank you.
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where is 2nd place?
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wat was it about my poem y didn't i win anything well thats ok i'm happy for the ppl that did win "GREAT JOB"
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