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Weekly Poetry Contest (182) Voting

Poll closed Feb 24, 2012.
  1. No one was looking ~ Rapscallion

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  2. Thunderbird ~ jo spumoni

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  3. Kw-Uhnx-Wa ~ One1Winged1Angel

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    Weekly Poetry Contest (182) Voting - Thunderbird

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    Weekly
    Poetry Contest
    One Hundred and Eighty Two
    Voting




    Voting time!

    And this week's theme was: (courtesy of Spiderfingers) Thunderbird

    Voting will end on Friday 24th February 2012.

    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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    No one was looking
    By Rapscallion


    No one was looking, no one seemed there
    should he or shouldn't he, oh should he dare

    await on the line, ready for lift
    a short burst of speed, and he'd be up swift

    up he scuttled, in he popped
    ignition on and bubble dropped

    rumble, rumble custard crumble
    its belly yearned the expanse of the blue
    so many gadgets, try not to fumble
    brakes off, and thrusters in spue

    he sunk in the seat, as it vibed on the ground
    it rose to airborne without a sound

    the gain was quick, it pierced the air
    Africa below, Erik in the chair

    power up, it's time for the fun
    a crack of thunder, and past Mach 1

    oh the rush, oh the joy
    a marvel of science, this wonderful toy

    in school he may have been a nerd
    but now he mans, The Thunderbird
     
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    Thunderbird
    By jo spumoni


    He cries and flaps his wings
    And down cascades the rain
    And all of nature sings
    And the world can breathe again

    He blinks and lightning glistens
    From eyes composed of snakes
    And the people watch and listen
    As thunder rolls and shakes

    So let the bell be heard
    And the vespers call us in
    But it's to you, O Thunderbird,
    It's to you I sing!
     
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    Kw-Uhnx-Wa
    By One1Winged1Angel


    So many uneven and shiny floors
    gloaming beneath very sterile ceilings
    unfamiliar and solitary hospital corridors
    supported by glued up feelings

    Roaming are the relentless vultures
    with heavy breaths and their wings pounding
    they never inspired wooden sculptures
    or sacred myths from their surroundings

    So I wait forever for the sound of thunder
    hard rain upon these barren fields
    calming all these scavenger’s hunger
    and so demanding of your very last meal

    This white covered wasteland,
    monitors behind automatic glass doors
    all drown in the mighty wingspan
    Kw-Uhnx-Wa, the creature of vast force

    Who will appear for you under purge
    and soar proudly upon skies of medicine
    the prevailing Thunderbird
    wherever you end; it begins
     
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