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  1. Torana

    Torana Contributor Contributor

    Mar 13, 2007
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    86th Poetry Contest - Foam

    Discussion in 'Monthly Poetry Contest Archives' started by Torana, Jun 15, 2009.

    Poetry Contest.

    The commandments:

    * 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.
    * 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 delete your poem without warning.
    * The poems are to be entered into this thread.
    * No soliciting votes. Do not ask people to vote for you, or attempt to cheat the system. You will be caught, and then I'll have to think of some suitable punishment for you.
    * Put the title at the beginning of your poem. You will receive a PM and have 24 hours to put in a title, or it will be removed and you will be notified by PM.
    * Each poem must be a minimum of 7 lines, if you do not write a minimum of seven lines, it will be removed.
    * You are not permitted to post this piece of poetry within the forum under any circumstances, until such a time that the contest comes to an end and voting has begun.

    Failure to abide by these rules (subject to change) will result in a PM and your poem being removed from the contest. These are not hard rules to follow.

    The entry stage will end in six days, on the 21th of June, 2009, whereupon voting will be opened.

    The voting stage will end after three days, on the 24th of June, 2009. The winner will have their poem stickied in the Poetry Thread for a week following their victory.

    This week's theme (courtesy of Gannon) is: Foam

    Be imaginative and have fun :) Please PM any suggestions for future themes to myself and they will be used in the order in which they are received.


    PS. Any questions which haven't been answered in this thread should be directed to me. Do NOT post questions in the thread. Any post which is not a valid contest entry will be deleted.
  2. W.K. Freely

    W.K. Freely New Member

    May 26, 2009
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    In the peripheral
    Miss Meek Lady

    Okay, I'll give it a shot.

    --Miss Meek Lady--

    Frothy still foam resting lifelessly,
    Above still glassy water top

    Running shower head dances freely,
    Licking Miss Meek Lady nonstop

    Lovely and still, almost porcelain,
    Stunning in every little way

    Youthful and pale, void of emotion,
    Tranquil in a vibrant decay

    Dying slight frame harshly convulsing,
    Miss Meek Lady’s torso freezes

    Glassy white eyes deathly revolting,
    Coldly, Death prolongs and teases

    Frothy white foam starting to run,
    Gushing from thin lips with a wrath

    Chewing her candy colored tongue,
    Drown in a bloody, foamy bath
  3. vangoghsear

    vangoghsear New Member

    Dec 17, 2007
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    the sun

    like Venus,
    rises resplendent
    from the billowing
    ocean foam

    the listless land lay
    in wait to feel
    her warmth
    on grass and loam.

    she spreads her sultry
    golden arms
    to embrace
    each country,
    each village
    each home.
  4. TheHedgehog

    TheHedgehog Contributor Contributor

    May 6, 2009
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    between here and there
    A Girl of Ocean Foam

    All alone in solitude,
    dwelling in my sandy home,
    I was lonely with the waves,
    and made a girl of ocean foam.

    Saw her rise from the surf,
    walkin’ out onto the beach,
    hair wild like coastal surge,
    shinin’ like a solar beam.

    Told the girl I needed her,
    and she said she wanted me.
    So we lived together for
    the rest of eternity.
  5. JenniferEva

    JenniferEva Member

    Jan 5, 2007
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    Like The Sea

    The waves keep coming
    You can't stop 'em
    Frothy foamy water on the sea
    Makes it hard to catch your footing
    But never hard to stand your ground
    When the waves crash upon the shore
    Its sprays sea mist in the air
    Foam is everywhere
    Troubles keep coming
    You can't stop em
    Easy to get a rise out of me
    Makes it hard to keep your balance
    But never hard to take a stand
    When the world falls down hard upon you
    Stand up and let it be
    Feel the reverberations
    As waves emerge and we
    Spread out like the sea
    Like the frothy foamy sea
    Waves get big and sometimes scary
    But once they crash you see
    Sea mist in the air
    Foam is everywhere
    Troubles fade to sea
    And you are left with me
    Wading in the water
    Crystal clear and I can see
    I take your hand in mine
    Pull our feet out from the sand
    I see the sun is rising as we walk toward higher land
  6. Baywriter

    Baywriter Contributor Contributor

    May 31, 2007
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    Poison Love

    Delicate sipping, intricate sifting,
    the beads come out. Carbonation.
    Passion seethes, bit by bubbly bit,
    and shamelessly, cool liquid
    breathes on a tongue. Then bites,
    sweet to electric acid. Scathed holes,
    once hollow, spew locked emotion.
    Hearts buckle. The drink foams,
    missing lips, hitting hard, and
    on our knees, we cry.
  7. jambon

    jambon New Member

    Jun 17, 2009
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    Tunbridge Wells
    This poem is called:

    A State of Cleansing

    A bloody redemption call on line one,
    Apologies of the grandest kind he says,
    His head is cleansed he proclaims,
    Reassure us and awaken or be damned,

    What do you think Paul?

    No? You must squeeze us harder,
    Let our forgiving juices ooze,
    And capture those dirty thoughts,
    In a cushion of foam, down the drain.

    The order has been made,
    The crucifixion has been applied,
    A warning to those tired eyes,
    Radiate in a morning shower,
    And see the angels purest white.
  8. Evelyanin

    Evelyanin New Member

    Jun 17, 2009
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    Wishing to Be

    "I adore the foam,"
    Said the lovely maiden,
    As she brushed her golden hair.

    "Like clouds in the sky
    Or the sheep of the field,
    Could anything be more fair?"

    "You are so foolish!"
    Her many sisters laughed.
    "Foam is so dirty and vile."

    "You should think instead,
    Of the flowers and pearls
    Which will dress your hair in style."

    The maiden just sighed
    And left through the entrance,
    As she went out to explore.

    She looked at the clouds,
    While she listened to sheep
    Bleat on the hills by the shore.

    Her thoughts flew away,
    Interrupted by him
    Who stood there so strong and proud.

    The prince of her dreams,
    More handsome than ever,
    Surrounded by a large crowd.

    Then tragedy struck,
    And she pulled him from harm.
    The maiden who loved him so.

    He had no idea,
    It was she who saved him.
    Oh, he really did not know.

    He loved someone else
    And forgot the poor girl
    Who pledged all her love to him.

    When she heard the news
    It broke her heart in two.
    Rapidly her light grew dim.

    Yet she couldn't bear
    To hurt her dearest love.
    She left, so he could be free.

    The little sea-maid,
    Now and forevermore,
    Part of the foam on the sea.
  9. Gannon

    Gannon Contributor Contributor

    Jan 15, 2007
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    Manchester, England

    A voiding of sputum on the crest of a wave,
    and lapping of metaphor towards silted shores,
    this embodiment of sullen, by-product waste
    proof of natural rejection and maternal distaste.

    A drain of impurity, of cold dross lather,
    what dregs there are at the bottom of a bottle!
    Come scum or froth, even indeterminate foam
    proof my tolerant house is not its squalid home.
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