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Weekly Poetry Contest (141) Voting

Poll closed Mar 3, 2011.
  1. Ballard of Nature's Waltz ~ donna grace baird

    4 vote(s)
    40.0%
  2. Ballad of a Bad-Assed Kid ~ Pert

    3 vote(s)
    30.0%
  3. The Sun-worshiper's Reply to the Christian ~ jo spumoni

    3 vote(s)
    30.0%
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    Weekly Poetry Contest (141) Voting - Ballads

    Discussion in 'Bi-Weekly Poetry Contest Archives' started by Banzai, Feb 28, 2011.

    Weekly
    Poetry Contest
    One Hundred and Forty One
    Voting


    Only two entries this week, so let's see lots of involvement with the voting process.

    And this week's theme was: Ballads

    Voting will end on Thursday 3rd March 2011.

    Voting for yourself is entirely at your own discretion. I'm frankly sick of discussion on the matter, so any in here will be deleted. If you want to vote for yourself, go for it, but I personally wouldn't do that unless I genuinely believed mine was the best.


    The winning poem will be stickied for a week in the poetry contest.



    Oh, and if I catch anyone cheating, their entry will be removed from the contest and you will be unable to enter a poem into the contest for a month. Sorry to be such an ogre about this, I don't want to be, but rules are rules and are in place for valid reasons. If you can not follow the rules, you face the consequences.

    Best of luck to all entrants, and happy voting.


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    Ballard of Nature's Waltz
    by donna grace baird



    Mist blew off the river
    gentle as a young bride's vale
    inviting springs curtsey to waltz
    whispers of splendour's trail

    Promenades of promise beckons
    each patient weeping willows hand
    Ever graceful her branches swaying
    with anchored elegance of stand


    Songs of summer's promise
    echo from feathered perch
    Sweet harmonies on cradled wind
    enhancing lilac's graceful lurch

    Sun kissed reflected waters
    unfold with shadowed hue
    pastel etchings on scattered shore
    adorn the hinted sky of blue

    A rivers mystic journey
    through a woodlands humble hush
    The ballad of nature waltzing
    with a season's painted brush
     
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    Ballad of Bad-Assed Kid
    By Pert


    Mathew was a young desperado
    with malice in his heart.
    Mathew was a vicious killer.
    who was doomed from the very start.

    He never had a childhood
    as other boys did.
    He was always in some kind of trouble
    and labeled a bad-assed kid.

    His mother was a drunkard;
    his father he never knew.
    He thrived on pain and suffering
    and into a killer he grew.

    His hair was the color of honey;
    his eyes a soul-frosted gray.
    A face both handsome and twisted;
    he was charming in every way.

    He hung with a bunch of buddies
    his gang was as wild as fire.
    They drank and toked and partied,
    and fed on a blook lust desire.

    To maim, to kill, or to injure
    a rival gang dude, it's told
    To hunt him down and shoot him
    in an act so bloodlessly cold.

    They chased him throught the city.
    through darkened streets they sped.
    The murderous gun they held ready
    and shot him in the head.

    No Mathew is a killer;
    his life is nearly through.
    He's going away to the "big-house"
    for at least a year or two.
     
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    The Sun-worshiper's Reply to the Christian
    By jo spumoni


    Jesus died to save our souls
    And still I wonder why
    I did not know I needed saving
    Nor did ask for Him to die

    You tell me to repent my sins
    But what is it I have done?
    You thrust a Bible in my arms
    And tell me not to love the Sun

    But the Sun brings warmth and golden light
    And oh, I love it so
    When after gloomy winter's evening
    He shines upon the snow!

    And when the clouds do gather
    And rain falls upon the town
    I hold my breath through thunder
    And know the Sun will never drown

    Show me a God more real than He
    Who comes to me each day
    Who blesses my face with morning light
    And never goes astray
     
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    There appear to be three entries...
     
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    Crap, double post. Sorry.
     
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