Segment one: question and answer time
1. Authors name - Fug-azi
2. Age - 42
3. Genre of poetry - Dark, society, a little love
4. Collaborations - 7 - Four For Contests - 3 With AP Family & Friends
5. How many other round contests have you entered - Too Many .. lol
6. How often are you on AllPoetry - Everyday for at least a look in
7. who has been your inspiration to write - No single person. Life tends to influence me more than any writer.
8. Your likes - Honesty,Golf, Writing, Reading, My Children
9. Your dislikes - Liars, Conceited People, My Children
10. Why are you auditioning - Seems like a good way to help me in my writing & hopefully meet a few new people.
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Segment two: Describe yourself
~A Concoction Of Me~
A permanent separation between
brows and crown; divorce still pending,
though ears have retained coverage rights,
and eyes - so blue they are brown – accents
to embellish emotional belief of baggage carried.
Spring pressured jaw that always seems to slip
the leash, run riot around pedigree breeds,
sloshing retorted shrapnel from a machine gun
tongue; generally over heated,
but I care,
conveyor belt heart that ships understanding;
free from charge, to a select few that manage
to place an order – no guarantee on broken parts,
and trust is a buy-one-get-one-free offer.
Just make sure it’s used by best before date
else recriminations may be incurred,
and I suppose these words I throw down
are robbed from history’s corpse:
resurrected – unlike Christ - as a shade
lurking somewhere in my corner of maybes,
black capped, ready to pronounce sentence
on misconceptions of my limited verbiage.
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Segment three: We challenge you to show us your best
~Salem~
Immortal punishment
that seeps below façade of rainbow town,
leeching colours to noir symbiosis,
like stale twilight merging of night and day.
Feathered scar runs deep,
a seething whisper of guilty echoes
writhing in rapture within personal
cocoon of reflection,
and its strength ambles with failure,
Siamese twins like victim and murderer
co-joined in pistol accords.
As blessed as the fragrant dread
rendered like grime encrusted walls,
craving birth of another forgotten spirit.
Snuffing any faint reprieve,
before mercy can bestow salvation.
Subfusc pallor requires the crutch
of hallowed ground tainted
with virgins empty life,
purity stained in purgatory.
A contest entry
- Creative Poet- Audition Round by x-Black-Butterfly-x.
300 points, ended April 28, 2008, 20 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Say What You Really Want
Comments
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wow this is an awsome audition piece and the way you have written it with such power and deep powerful wording within this as well. well done
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All I can say is.. WOW take a bow lil brother!
Amazing audition!! Now I have more to boast about!!
Always enjoy making you
if I can, a perk of being family
Are you regreting it yet
Beautiful words that swept the soul into a peek of who you are!
All my best to you in this contest
Jazzy
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regret .. no way, I never regret anything I do even mistakes make us the people we are.
anyway how could I regret having you as a sis, your much to nice
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Excellent Audition
It was nice to get to know you a little better here.
I am already a fan of your writing Both poems you chose to submit deserve standing ovations 
Oh and I absolutly adore how your put your children in your likes and dislikes. I hear that!! with 3 of my own all under 8 *rips hair out* (there should be a emotican for that dont you think lol)
Thank you for entering and best of luck
Delila
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wow..you really bare your soul and a few other truths that we don't know about you..hehe..absolutely love the humanity based concoction of you..you are you my dear..and wouldn't want you any other way..your passion for your beliefs of right and wrong never waiver..you stand for what you believe in..and fight like hell for what you believe is right..you point out ills with your mighty pen...and we are all the better for it...with a few laughs along the way..you are a true artist my friend..a genius of writing..ok...ok..so don't let this go to your head..hehe..blessings..great write..and thanx so much for sharing..ummm i smell gold here..hehe..namaste..
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"Spring pressured jaw that always seems to slip
the leash, run riot around pedigree breeds,
sloshing retorted shrapnel from a machine gun
tongue; generally over heated,
but I care,"
Good luck in this rounds contest my friend. ~Pamela 
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I say that my talented Bro will sail through this audition with flying colors
On another journey already, are we???? Okay, I am right behind you to cheer ya on
Lynda
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Got to help out family you know and this young lady is very special .. not only an excellent poet but a gem of a person.
Why not join us sis ... it'll be fun
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I never would have guessed you to be in your 40s.
Best of luck.
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I have a chidish brain ... hang on that doesn't sound right .. hmm I have a young mind ...... thats better
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