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    Banzai One-time Mod, but on the road to recovery Contributor

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    Weekly Poetry Contest (224) - Writing a Poem

    Discussion in 'Bi-Weekly Poetry Contest Archives' started by Banzai, Jan 28, 2013.

    Weekly
    Poetry Contest
    Two Hundred and Twenty F
    our




    Even after all of these years, our contests are the best writing resources around.

    The Rules
    • All entries must be on the set theme.
    • Only one entry per member.
    • No editing of entries once posted without my express permission (i.e. PM me and ask).
    • Poems must be titled
    • Entries must not have previously posted on the forums, and are not permitted to be posted for critique until AFTER the contest is completed.
    • Any violation of these rules will result in disqualification of entries, and possibly infraction.


    The entry stage will be open for six days, closing on Monday 4th February 2013.

    The voting stage will begin immediately and will be open for three days, ending on Thursday 7th February 2013.

    And this week's theme is: (courtesy of Timewalker) Writing a Poem


    The next (225th) contest's theme will be (courtesy of Darkkin): Pirates and it will be opened on Monday 4th February 2013.


    Be imaginative, have fun, and get writing.


    Banzai


    PS: If you have any questions, please feel free to PM me. I don't bite (much).
     
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    Writing Poetry

    A poet sets about her craft
    freely or meticulously
    (depending on the poet),
    with a purpose she's identified
    or still seeking out.

    I set about my day
    befuddled but determined.
    Arranging, rearranging,
    as a poet might,
    laundry, bills, and children’s toys.

    Order from chaos.
    Meaning in the details.
    Sun rises, steam rises
    from the sidewalks,
    my coffee, the showerhead.

    Renewed, I meet the cold breath of morning,
    the dog’s tags tinkling.
    They accompany the percussion
    of boots on pavement,
    blood in circulation.

    Pen to paper:
    too ambitious for me.
    But I rise each day,
    despairing or joyful,
    and go right on
    writing poetry.
     
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    Darkkin Reflection of a nobody Contributor

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    Following the footprints in the sand...
    Form

    Form

    No pattern...plot.
    No set form.

    Words scattered...chicken scratches.
    A rough, broken form.

    The how, the why...the who.
    A fluid, breathing form.

    Narrative and lilting.
    An epic, fleeing form.

    Shattered dreams, a heart rent open by a thorn.
    Agony of the sharpest form.

    To write of the wrong, chasing a melody.
    Following a song's bright form.

    The meaning, the mask...
    A poet's voice and vices...given form.

    Chaos and order found in the lines...
    Of an oddly endearing form.
     
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    A Poet's Haiku

    Words sewn together
    Lost in a slow rythmic tone
    Singing a poet's song
     
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    AWP

    Dear muse, I'll give you a daisy
    For a poem that lasts into the future
    As a writer I lack imagination
    Crappy poems full of problems and omissions.

    Dear grandma, I'll give you a daisy
    For a poem to win the competition
    ''I can't help you, dear child'' said my grandma
    ''A writer's poem should be tempered in delirium.''
     
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    Words

    In the ink of night,
    Amidst the sweltering heat
    Of a single candle’s flame,
    I anguish to pull from within
    Even one refrain.
    To explain
    What speech a tear gives,
    In what death a person lives,
    How a heart sings
    And broken it bleeds
    Words upon a page.
    I am a poet.
     
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    Oh, the joy

    Words
    Feelings
    Invade
    Clutter
    Causes
    Pressure
    Everywhere

    Gut-wrenching
    Unbending
    Need
    Claws
    Inside
    Begging
    Release

    Words
    Feelings
    Together
    Help
    Create
    Soothing
    Poetry
     
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