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  1. Banzai

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

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    Weekly Poetry Contest (168) - Self vs. Society

    Discussion in 'Monthly Poetry Contest Archives' started by Banzai, Oct 25, 2011.

    Poetry Contest
    One Hundred and Sixty Eight

    After a brief server-enforced hiatus, we're back!

    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 31st October 2011.

    The voting stage will begin immediately, and will be open for three days, ending on Thursday 3rd November 2011.

    And this week's theme is: (courtesy of KingDerekx) Self vs. Society

    The next (169th) contest's theme will be: (courtesy of me) Noises in the Night, and it will be opened on Monday 24th October 2011.

    Be imaginative, have fun, and get writing.


    PS: If you have any questions, please feel free to PM me. I don't bite (much).
  2. shedpog329

    shedpog329 Active Member

    Aug 25, 2011
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    how do i post an entry
  3. shedpog329

    shedpog329 Active Member

    Aug 25, 2011
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    Lost In Translation

    If my swallowed breath to whistled fall airs
    No longer does justice to tricks pigeons play
    Noted by passerby’s of such humble greys

    Then the tectonics of these oceans of mine
    Have drowned any clear path between me and you

    And If I could catch the words again and again
    By the opening of blinds between tongues
    I would feel as though the seas would much dryer now

    But even pigeons have mastered such silence
    And I’m not sure how much more to swallow
    To get to you to see what I need you to see
    Or how far for me to go to get you there
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  4. Jetshroom

    Jetshroom Active Member

    Oct 17, 2011
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    Bad Teenage Poetry
    I am not understanded,
    A forgotten tower endures alone.
    The wolves all leave me stranded.
    None pick up the phone.
    I cower in my cloister,
    Obscuring my heart,
    Like the stolen oyster,
    Forever forced apart.
    With teeth they rip my flesh to shreds,
    My innards hanging bare,
    The pack won’t even turn their heads,
    They cannot tell I’m there.
    Such society will never,
    Allow me to be free,
    My face I hide forever,
    They will never see.
    In my faith the reaper takes them,
    For what they’ve done to me,
    But if he does not claim them,
    At least he can take me.
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