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    Weekly Poetry Contest (21)

    Discussion in 'Bi-Weekly Poetry Contest Archives' started by Torana, Oct 3, 2007.

    The
    Twenty First
    Poetry Contest






    I will sticky the winner in poetry until the winner of the next poetry contest.

    The Rules
    • The poem must be based on the theme I set if not it will not be entered.
    • Only one poem per member or they will be deleted and you will be stricken from the contest.
    • Each poem must be more than 7 lines or it will be removed.
    • No editing a poem once it is submitted without prior permission. So please PM me before you edit you poems or I will have no choice but to not enter your piece for voting.
    • The poems are to be entered into this thread.
    This thread will be stickied for 5 Days and then Voting will begin. You can vote for yourselves 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 decision up to you

    And Now the Theme. Courtesy of Myself
    This weeks Theme is Memories.

    Your poem must be based on a memory. You can write about a memory of absolutely anything you desire. Whether it is a happy or depressing memory, it completely up to you. It can be a childhood memory or simply a memory you don't want to forget. Your poem must be on this theme.




    Post your poems in this thread it will stay stickied for 5 days

    Submission Ends 9/10/07 Entries submitted after that date will not be entered.
    Voting will last three days and end on 12/10/07




    If anyone wishes to Pm me a theme you'd like to write in the next poetry contest please feel free to or you can post your theme up in the thread in the weekly writing challenges.



    Torana
     
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    Once a member wins their prize is stickied for 5 days in Poetry. If this doesn't get done. Please PM a Moderator. I will sticky them once I notice them but sometimes I become busy and occupied with other things. So if you notice the winners haven't been stickied please PM any of the Moderation team with a link to the winnining poem.



    Thanks
    ~Raven
     
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    Question!
    Does the memory have to be a real life one?
     
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    Nope
     
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    Thank you for answering that Raven.

    You can write anything at all based on the theme. It can be something based on life or something that is completely made up altogether.
     
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    The Way They Were

    A smile is fleeting;
    the past laughs last:
    a smile in meeting
    memories of the past.

    Memory the friend
    may equally equal pain,
    bitterness, an end and
    its resultant disdain.

    Thinking of naught
    save pessimism's sorrow -
    optimism is fraught and
    uncertain as tomorrow.

    Fueless fire-like hope
    fades in early hours,
    providing just enough rope,
    and trampling those darker flowers.

    A smile is fleeting:
    the past laughs last,
    a smile in meeting
    memories of the past.
     
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    Mind after death.
    -
    There is a thought in my head
    causing sleeplessness in this bed.
    Maybe I lived it before
    through the bounds of fate I have torn.
    Perhaps I was once a bird,
    soaring through the air.
    Perhaps once I was fat,
    is my thinking obsurd.
    I know I was once a fish,
    gorgeous scales of delight
    I used to swim in oceans,
    or maybe I was a guppy of flight.
    Was I once a lochness monster
    running wild in the deep,
    or maybe I was just a monster
    maybe I still am.
    There is one thing true.
    I am who I am,
    I remember child life
    a child who died from the flu.


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    This is, oh so retarded.......... x.x -me

    My abstract meaning behind this would be that I was a bird in my last life and what I belive is that when you die in a present life the memories of your lives before flood back to you before you're reborn. That's what's behind this madness.

    -Wasp (ish thy back)
     
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    Speeding Memories

    Numbers race behind the wheel,
    records of zooming memories
    whizzing by on a milometer
    zipping through a million dreams.

    Every road a remembered tale
    heard in the whirr of shifting gears.
    Every stop a dog eared page
    of asphalt kissed souvenirs.

    For each prose of dirt and mud
    flash by poems of brilliant skies.
    For each ride hitched by unexpected love
    a rear view mirror waves goodbye.

    Ghosts of roads never taken
    shoot past in regretful blinks
    and live forever with covered routes
    in speeding miles of endless dreams.
     
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    Second Chance

    Stay awhile
    Offer me a smile
    Let’s erase time
    Overlook yesterday
    Think of today
    Sweet love of mine
    Forget the dark hours

    Memories of the past
    Aren’t always a blast
    Spending your time
    Walking a mile
    In the shoes
    Of yesteryears
    Only brings you tears

    Swallow your fears
    Darling please smile
    This time I promise
    To always be there
    By your side
    You have to believe
    I will never leave

    Stay awhile
    Offer me a smile
    Let’s erase time
    Sweet love of mine
    Help me create
    A new memory
    Of you and me
     
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    My Mistress of Deceit

    She sings to me in my dreams
    that mistress of deceit.
    Hovering over me with sand
    to sprinkle in my eyes
    and suddenly we're 'neath the stars again.
    Dancing in the moonlight
    laughing playfully
    time freezes momentarily.
    Just the two of us now,
    eternity is ours.
    But then the darkness comes
    and I awake.
    She has fooled me once again,
    bringing me back to present reality.
     
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    Mnemonica

    You know that word..?
    The one you say -
    The one that never goes away.
    That hangs around
    on the tip of your tongue
    like a paint-pot, on the topmost rung..?
    That's the one -
    I knew you'd know
    I'm sorry now I've got to go.
    What's that you say..?
    I can't go now..?
    I've gotta gotta you stupid cow.
    You said the word,
    don't you see..?
    You said the dreaded L-O-V-E...


    Sorry - I edited before I read the details in the header post - I altered the size of the text.
     
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    Torana - Love spent memory

    Together under an unforgiving moon;
    declared from the start,
    the love in your heart.

    Held within the safety of your arms;
    you held me tight,
    it felt so right.

    A fear ever growing within my mind;
    if you could only see,
    my heart wasn’t free.

    Trying so hard not to fall in love;
    the fight was so hard,
    love was on the cards.

    I had to walk away and never look back;
    the time was wrong,
    end the love song.

    The sun goes down and I still think of you;
    the moments shared,
    the way you cared.

    A memory of a love that passed;
    two hearts once united,
    now unrequited.

    Was it just a game?
    Can you remember?
    Can you remember?
    Because I can.

     
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    last day for submissions people. Get your poems in before it is too late :)
     
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    Bloody Baby

    A midnight of branches;
    They prickled my skin,
    And I knew . . .
    Beneath this moon the anguish would grow,
    Reaching black clouds of waiting tears.
    I knew.

    She was to be strangled,
    This babe of mine, in ghastly hands,
    The hold of salvation—my spoon.
    And I do remember the flame,
    Kissing metal, sweet and soft,
    A miss of will.

    To my conscience: goodbye.

    The baby was crying,
    But Mommy needed a fix
    To drown out the sound,
    To help her keep Daddy away.

    I was as red as they come,
    Painted in silken blood:
    Yours, Child—Sweet, and mine.
    They say you didn’t suffer.
    Oh, pretty sympathies, I beg you spoil.

    I knew different.
    Avianna,” I said in my one lapse
    Of better thinking. Your name,
    I loved it, and it never did touch your ears.
    All for the drugs, Baby, and I did know.

    So rest did not come like breath to lips;
    A fire was waiting in door number two.
    Guilty of all charges—I was the girl who killed.
    I knew I was; I still do.
    Can you see the blood?
     
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    Memories

    Memories plague me
    They never go away
    They hop on the bus
    Only to come back the next day
    Why do they haunt me?
    What have I done?
    To deserve so much
    And yet receive none
     
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    Choosing to forget.

    Sober.
    You're in my head.

    Sober.
    I cant forget.

    Sober.
    I know the things that make you.
    Secrets you have hidden

    Drink.
    As much as I can.

    Drink.
    As fast as I can.

    Drink.
    Until I forget the details of your face,
    Until I forget the peeled banana colour of your hair,
    And the coffee stain on your nightstand.

    Drink until I forget the memories you left behind to haunt me.

    (OY. I edited because I forgot to put a title. I read that thing just now. Sorry.)
     
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    [structure is a vital part of this piece, but i can't get it to hold when posting... so i fear it won't be read as it's meant to be, but will toss it in here anyway, for the heck of it, as it so perfectly fits the theme... please just know that the lines are not that ragged looking when seen in its original form... you can see it properly here: Says Mom - Writing Content ...i hope you'll take the time to do so... hugs, m]

    CONTINUUM

    “Infinity” as an aspect of powers associated with the Great Goddess

    Charged then, with the blest curse of
    “remembering” I was,
    because memory is just of a single life’s time,
    but “remembering” keeps all our lives’ sum
    through ages gone,
    ones yet to come,
    and from far, far past each... beyond them both.

    I once was She, now She is Me...
    so are We all, who remember.
    The dream-diary holds souls’ contents... selected,
    collected and shelved in cob-webbed archives
    where “remembering” is thus safely hid
    for them I join and live amid
    unbid, till they can reach their souls’ full growth.

    I am She, who once was Me...
    when We are one, and remember.
    In this time wrong will be rightly judged wrong
    as long-told mistruths loose tight holds on closed minds,
    that “remembering” may be gently heard,
    op’ning them full... and like a bird
    with words sent forth, teach its song, the Oath.

    I am Me, yet always She...
    since We began to remember.
    Then, now, next, ever...
    tho’ generations sever,
    rend (dis-member-ing!)...
    I / She / We will there still be...
    let never end “remembering”.

    [written by one I once was, maia-not-yet-to-be... JVT1992]
     
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