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Weekly Poetry Contest (230) Voting

Poll closed Mar 21, 2013.
  1. rooroo ~ molark

    1 vote(s)
    20.0%
  2. The Pantomime ~ SwampDog

    0 vote(s)
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  3. Roar of One ~ Darkkin

    3 vote(s)
    60.0%
  4. Silence ~ Roxie

    1 vote(s)
    20.0%
  5. Knockout ~ Michael Collins

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    Weekly Poetry Contest (230) Voting - The Roar of the Crowd

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    Weekly
    Poetry Contest
    Two Hundred and Thirty
    Voting



    Vote, and vote often!

    And this week's theme was: (courtesy of me) The Roar of the Crowd

    Voting will end on Thursday 21st March 2013.

    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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    rooroo
    By molark


    so a baby got killed, shot five times, chicago last night
    what you want me to do, how must i feel?
    are the black boys getting jobs, union school training
    apprentices in union schools? or is it the same,
    foisted red-lined communities where
    poverty stunts of gold hang around the neck
    silver bullet punts and gun rooroo;

    it say mississippi prejudice still reeks wanton,
    white schools private, public for blacks
    and education pre-school funds denied,
    what is this hanging for inside?

    will I get my money or am I going to die?
    It shows smell nasty
    It show ain’t too cool
    in their hands a black and silver, fragile rooroo


    pair of scissors for the little black boy
    to cut off the hair of the six-year-old girl
    'i don't like white' and it's all its fault
    the training adults do; so a baby got killed, shot
    five times, chicago last night. what for me
    to do? pick a sign up, march through
    colored neighborhoods where banks discount
    with interest high enough to hog feed
    the pen, strained people
    wired through perims American-kind?
    the poor whine, cut black boys from training,
    faked deficit decibel cut blaming
    gun rooroo, government justice too,
    shot five times after 12 that night and her
    ma shot in the leg last year? the culture of
    drugs unlike the wall street one, this one
    grills my ears, instilled into our wounds,
    old age shrill news, how we educate,
    accomplish, too, pass the moving gate
    no phantom room

    no, from the crowd that's mad, i stay far
    because they usually don't know what to be mad about
     
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    The Pantomime
    By SwampDog


    Rehearsals are over
    the footlights so bright
    curtains a-twitching
    and now the spotlight
    The director assures us
    you'll enjoy and be proud
    of the smell of the greasepaint
    the roar of the crowd


    They'd love to be up here
    and treading the boards
    that fantasy bubble
    which brings great rewards
    of audiences stamping
    and shouting out loud
    Ah, the smell of the greasepaint
    the roar of the crowd


    That British tradition
    the great pantomime
    Parents and children
    Behind you! they chime
    Villains and goodies
    and Dames dressed so loud
    Ah, the smell of the greasepaint
    the roar of the crowd
     
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    Roar of One
    By Darkkin


    A deep breath drawn...
    A pulse, steady and strong.
    Now is the moment...
    The opening notes of the song.

    Eyes shut tight...
    A foot, the tempo, marking.
    One...Two...Three...Four...
    Words, refrains...Imagination sparking.

    Fingers flying, bridges rising...
    Ebony and ivory, cast.
    A voice, quiet and low...
    An echo of days long past.

    Lessons learned, consequences forgotten...
    Bitter words fall away.
    Fingers flying, a soul unafraid of trying...
    Now is the time, no hiding from the day.

    That voice, quiet and low...
    Quivers and swells, confidence growing.
    These notes and words...
    A story worth knowing.

    Those eyes, shut tight...
    Slowly open wide.
    A shy, beckoning smile...
    A simple joy, she cannot hide.

    Ear to ear, a Cheshire Cat grin...
    Fingers flying fast and true.
    The song ringing out...
    A thrill, shimmering and new.

    Ebony and ivory cast...
    Octaves and cleft,
    Of the treble, of the bass...
    Of her fear there is nothing left.

    In her ears, amidst the closing notes...
    Of her spiraling song...nearly done.
    Rises a cheer...Reflected in the mirror.
    The roar of crowd...A crowd of one...
     
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    Silence
    By Roxie


    Silence
    All around
    Not a sound
    This complete
    Oppression
    pressing
    Pressing
    PRESSING
    In
    Is deafening

    Silence
    All around
    Not a sound
    This overwhelming
    Absence of noise
    echoing
    Echoing
    ECOHING
    Is so much worse to bear
    Than the roar of a crowd
     
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    Knockout
    By Michael Collins


    One-two, step
    Lights, camera, action
    on this set just pain,
    sweat.
    Step, dodge, hook
    head shot
    Dissolve

    What my father wanted
    I am not
    As I hit the mat
    the roar of the crowd:
    nothing I regret.

    Count ten, credits.
     
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