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Poetry Contest (06)

Poll closed May 29, 2007.
  1. White Rider (At the first sign of spring)

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  2. JenniferEva (The leaves around her falling)

    4 vote(s)
    26.7%
  3. xXxHeatherxXx (Snow capped trees and icy lakes)

    2 vote(s)
    13.3%
  4. The Reaper (Winter Sunset)

    6 vote(s)
    40.0%
  5. Night Haunter (The Wind Whispers)

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  6. Isis (Woodsmoke)

    2 vote(s)
    13.3%
  7. Torana (Cough Cough Sneeze)

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    Poetry Contest (06) VOTING

    Discussion in 'Bi-Weekly Poetry Contest Archives' started by Raven, May 26, 2007.

    Poetry Contest (06)
    Voting Time​


    The winner of this contest will be stickied in the Poetry Section Until the next winner.

    Voting will end 28/05/07. You can vote for yourselfs But i would hope in the name of good sportsman ship you'd vote for a poem you haven't written. But I'll leave that decission up to you.


    Good Luck and happy Voting.



    ~Raven.


    Below are the poems.
     
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    At the first sign of spring

    Winter is finally over, the grass is poking out as
    the first rays of sun warm the earth. Everywhere
    animals can be seen displaying the magical dance
    of life. The air is fresh, the world is at peace for
    that wonderful moment; at the first sign of spring.
    Oh how it lifts the spirit to hear the birds began to
    sing once again, see the new baby animals so full
    of life and catch a glimpse of the blue sky.

    The ugly gray and brown will soon be replaced by
    the soft green of grass and the colorful array of flowers.

    At the first sign of spring the deer will leap, the
    birds will fly high in the sky, the bees will dance
    amongst the roses and the horses will gallop
    across endless meadows just for the fun of it!

    Sometimes I feel like leaping, flying, dancing
    and galloping right alone with them, so powerful is
    this magical sensation.

    It only comes once a year but I’ll never forget
    each special moment, the beautiful harmony that
    can only come from the first sign of spring!
     
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    The leaves around her falling

    The leaves around her falling
    She feels beaten by the frigid air
    Her body drenched by heavy rain
    She's out in the sun to dry her hair

    It seems she's always running
    And the serenity she feels is all too brief
    The dark winter again is calling
    And she longs to feel the heat

    Her life's a never ending cycle
    And she wishes she could turn back time
    She takes a hit and falls a victim to the seasons
    Just one more time
     
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    Snow capped trees and icy lakes

    Snow capped trees and icy lakes,
    Santa Claus and little snow flakes,
    Gloves and scarves and big warm coats,
    Fold away tables and tied up boats,
    Stored away for the winter storm,
    Waiting for the icicles to form.
    Windy days and snowy nights,
    Dark, dull sky and moon so bright,
    Getting wet and covered in snow,
    Then settling in front of the fire’s glow,
    Winter’s days are nearly gone now,
    And soon the spring will give a bow.
     
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    Winter Sunset


    The complexion, nature couldn’t do any better.
    It is a dream to every commuter men.
    Appreciation manifests upon their faces
    As they shovel and trowel in competition
    And hope you bring against their exhaustion
    That a cup burning of hot coffee and tea,
    As the wood struggles in ash and coal production,
    Shall sooth their dry icing skin of rubber.

    I could not move away,
    Move away from the comfort, of thy rays
    While they marked a terrible night of freezing
    As they partially satisfied my skin,
    My mind fantasized as I watched thy beauty.
    What if I could fly and run the tips of my fingers?
    So as to raise the speed of thy furnace!
    And fascinate my muscle cover in warmth.

    A cry of agony I heard form above.
    The poor bird was saying its prayers
    Protesting and procrastinating as it did.
    A glimpse through nets of drying leaves
    I could see, a posture like a statue
    Shivering it couldn’t, it was deep in thought
    For the sight of your face implied;
    Another task added for tomorrow
    To today’s mission unaccomplished.
     
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    Night Haunter

    The wind whispers


    Time to go time to go
    In V-formation

    I find my place
    Under my wings

    an updraft
    Lifts me higher

    and higher
    To leave behind snow

    I fly
    South of winter.
     
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    woodsmoke.

    The ritual burning of fall
    and the treasures she sheds
    (like pennies from a pocket)
    twined round my room,
    poking a black nose into everything,
    and left that smudgy smell behind.
    I almost choked on that sense of
    Years Ago, more
    than yesterday, on
    the vacuum made in my lungs;

    it expects these frigid airs
    to be inhaled, drawn in charcoal
    and stale fumes. No longer nubile
    as life alone - woodsmoke,
    cold lakes, protective dirt
    can't follow onto paved roads.
    Now all is chemical, and little erosions
    react like static across my skin.
    My fingers are nubby and I smell
    of gasoline, and breath
    is cold. So I hold it tight,
    that last mountain air still wafting
    inside my chest.
     
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    Cough Cough Sneeze

    Coughing and wheezing,
    tissues scattered everywhere.
    Nose is running,
    the snot won’t stop.

    Puffy eyes, aches and pains.
    Panadol, cough syrup,
    hot packs galore.

    The heater is going,
    head is pounding.
    So light headed,
    needing to sleep,

    The rain pours down
    and the sun lays hidden,
    behind the darkest grey clouds.

    The thunder rolls
    and the lightning strikes.
    This is how we know winter is here
     
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