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  1. Banzai

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

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    Reading, UK

    Weekly Poetry Contest (176) - Pure Wonder

    Discussion in 'Monthly Poetry Contest Archives' started by Banzai, Dec 19, 2011.

    Poetry Contest
    One Hundred and Seventy Six

    Pens at the ready!

    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 fourteen days, closing on Monday 2nd January 2012.

    The voting stage will begin immediately, and will be open for three days, ending on Thursday 5th January 2012.

    (You may have noticed that this is a longer entry period than usual. The reason for this is that I have absolutely no intention of opening up a voting thread between Christmas and New Years)

    And this week's theme is: (courtesy of MrMormon) Pure Wonder

    The next (17th) contest's theme will be (courtesy of me): Looking Forward, and it will be opened on Monday 2nd January 2012.

    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. Cacian

    Cacian Banned

    Oct 25, 2011
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    skylendic wonder

    as dawn approaches
    lifting the clouds
    of time,
    morning appears
    surfing the sets
    above the stars,
    a wind appeased
    floats and afree,
    perfumes of haze
    settle on waves
    breezes and sands.

    colours of thunder
    paint up a maze
    of pure wonder,
    a northern lights
    modernist twist
    of nature's wit,
    artful eclipse
    spacial in width
    cosmic in depth
    infinite zing,
    brilliance brings
    feelings of awe
    entranced and grips
    senses into
    pixeldelic trip
    in wonder clips.
  3. arron89

    arron89 Banned

    Oct 10, 2008
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    We buried the deer as best we could
    in a hole we dug with a few flat rocks
    and a tarpaulin.

    We were too stunned or too stoned
    to say anything profound, but
    as you got back into the car

    you said, this will not be the last time
    I meet death, drunk and alone,
    under the moon on a country road

    and we laughed, first hysterically,
    then anxiously, as the flat rocks
    flecked with blood

    vanished in the rearview mirror.
  4. astroannie

    astroannie New Member

    Dec 30, 2011
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    SE Texas
    First Stars

    My eyes were born with cataracts--I couldn't see at all.
    The doctors did some surgeries when I was very small.
    I wore the thickest glasses but I didn't realize--
    Bilateral aphakia (no lenses in my eyes).

    The winter that I turned fifteen, a doctor came to town--
    A skilled ophthalmic surgeon; one of letters and renown.
    He lasered both my eyeballs and he cut through all the scars.
    Before I couldn't see the moon--now I could see the stars.

    We drove out to my auntie's house, its farmlands clad in snow.
    Where in the nigh-time sky there were a billion stars aglow.
    The northern constellations and the Milky Way outspread
    Looked glorious in ways my science teachers never said.

    Orion and his dogs I knew; the Pole star and the Square.
    Draconis as he weaved his way twixt cub and mama bear.
    The moon was shining in the west, no fuzzy smear of light;
    instead, she showed her crescent smile on this December night!
  5. DeMarco

    DeMarco New Member

    Jan 1, 2012
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    You were bundled up in a blanket of blue
    Staring with your eyes - too an azure hue
    You looked too pretty to be true
    A gift from God you were; I knew.

    I could not help but be amazed
    As upon your tiny face I gazed
    Two sets of eyes were mistily glazed
    "She's like a doll!" the midwife praised.

    This tiny bundle so soft and mild
    Became a sweet, engaging child
    With a tomboy air, a little wild
    Still adoration upon you piled.

    You're a marvel, a wondrous thing to me
    Each day you grow with sweet beauty
    I can't believe the gift God gave to me
    You're my angel princess, Stephanie.
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