Tears of frustration and periods of doubt;
one day you’re in and the next day you’re out.
From teen divas to women’s lost weight
a design miscue determines my fate.
Strange raw materials with looming deadlines;
wow the judges with uneven hemlines.
Now for this challenge design some menswear;
show some variety, tailor with flair.
Tempers rise as Tim says “Gather round all”,
hoping this challenge won’t be my downfall.
I watch my model bounce down the catwalk
praying the judges will love this new frock.
Each of us hoping to see Bryant Park,
sew something fabulous and make our mark.
Author notes
Project Runway and Top Chef are two of my favorite television programs. This rounds contest sounds like fun.
A contest entry
- Project Poetry by Lady Altheia.
950 points, ended February 8, 7 entries
Gold trophy winner
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
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Comments
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i have the idea of the show and the stress, strains, pains and ambitions at play; a wonderful rendition in a well done sonnet... this is excellent...PK
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