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Poetry Contest
Well, we haven't had one of these in a while, have we? Time for a new one, I say! Welcome, resident poets!
The rules are pretty simple. I am the first judge. I will give you a theme, and you must write a poem relating to the theme. Be creative with your interpretations! I will then judge the entries by a set date, and the winner will then be the next judge, and set the next theme. And so on, and so forth.
The first theme will be... *dramatic drumroll*
Stars! Whether you chose to write about the kind of stars you wish on, or the kind that take the stage, I will be eagerly awaiting your sparkly, shiny, beautiful poems. Have them in by... Saturday, March 18. Two weeks. Sound fair?
I hope to see your poems soon!
~Booksy <3
submitted by Booksy Owly
(March 4, 2017 - 8:58 pm)
(March 4, 2017 - 8:58 pm)
Thanks a bunch, WildWolf! <3
(April 4, 2024 - 7:29 pm)
I don't like this one at all. It's too disjointed and i think i went too far on the disjointed line breaks and i'm bad at line breaks anyway (i write more rhyming poetry than free verse generally) and just doesn't work somehow and is very awkward. BUT. I want feedback and this will probably get some and i really want to make it work somehow because i like the content to a degree and don't want to completely redo it. So if anyone has any thoughts please let me know! just don't be mean preferably...
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the rain is a far-away snare drum, too quiet to drown
all my millions of thoughts in stagnation
and bleach
and make
it
stop
and my head is infested with scribbles. they
push shove roil (and if they could
rip from my head in tear
into the distance and drown in the rain
could i make them?)
this rain, it won't stop. the clouds,
are they where they send all of the
tears i can't shed?
then this flannel is dripping with sadness. i've worn it for years
and i hate it. a scarecrow that simply hurts less than the others. it
smothers
my wrongness in obscurity and sweat-ice and plaid
the colors of shadows and
ghosts
this rain, it must pound on a wishing well
somewhere.
if tears count
as coins
i have millions
and i wish
i was enough and i wish i was
enough and i wish millions of
impossible things
(April 4, 2024 - 9:41 pm)
sorry the formatting got messed up I think
honorable mentions (in no particular order):
uriel—the two perspectives/type styles are cool. I like they way they have contrasting experiences but form the same conclusions, and the free-form thought/musing-like connections between the stanzas are interesting!
Moon Wolf—I like the way you split this up into sections! Everything’s so vague but with descriptive sensory details that build an experience. I also like the way you don’t end each section with a hard period, just with an open idea that culminates in your last stanza.
Celine—not totally sure which one you’re submitting? I’ll just go with the last one… I loved the way you turned a concrete memory into an idea and explained it effectively but quickly. Cool poem :D
Blackfooted Bobcat—I really like your metaphors/descriptive language. Rain as a snare-drum and scarecrows and scribbled mental energy are all such powerful images and really add to the theme. Your enjambment is also amazing!
Third place: Peri—the development in this poem is interesting! You go from envy, jealousy, and losing friendships to self-awareness and acceptance all symbolized with a flannel. Such a good message as well.
Second place: the indigo frog—the way you based it off The Red Wheel Barrow was really cool! I think you adapted the style and added your own descriptive language in a really effective way. Good job :)
First place: WildWolf—I love how this poem begins and ends in an almost identical way, but with slightly different connotations/implications. I also like the flowing feel of it because it totally fits the vague, musing feel. You’re the next judge!
(April 5, 2024 - 2:43 pm)
congrats WildWolf! your poem was amazing!
(April 5, 2024 - 5:02 pm)
Congrats WildWolf, and everyone really!! Everyone's poems were amazing!!!!!! And thanks for judging @Woodwind! I honestly wasn't certain which poem I was submitting either, I forgot to add that you should pick... you did anyways though, so it's fine :)
btw @Blackfooted Bobcat, I'm writing some feedback for you, but love your poem so much btw!! :)
ahh no way Feiya is advertising that website design thingy (website? Company?) which I won't say the name of but which is sO aNnOyInG 'cuz of all the ads too?!??
(April 5, 2024 - 5:41 pm)
Thanks so much! I really look forward to your feedback whenever you get it done :D
(April 6, 2024 - 5:19 pm)
(April 5, 2024 - 2:43 pm)
Oh my goodness!! Tysm woodwind!! You don't know how much that means to me! And congrats everyone, all the poetry was AMAZING. I'll post the prompt tomorrow :)
(April 5, 2024 - 9:18 pm)
So sorry guys, I needed up having a really busy weekend and never got around to posting the next theme. The new prompt is Twighlight, and I'll be judging on April 21. Can't wait to read your poems!
(April 7, 2024 - 10:38 pm)
Ok... I sorta gave up on this but Ig here are the shambles?
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Ok, I'll try my best to give feedback here bc you're always so amazing at doing that for others, but no guarantees :)
first of all, in my opinion I think the line breaks are great! I think the disjointed-ness really works well with the content and stuff/is relevant so it's fine, and it reads well too. Which, btw, this is an awesome poem!!!! You're descriptions are so perfect as always, and you capture emotions so idk descriptively (yes I already said this but I have to mention it again I'm kinda in love with your descriptions) and honestly, and I lovee your lack of commas in "push shove roil", I really feel like your words are acting out your words if that makes sense?? So cool! Ofc, someone else might come along and give much better advice on this, or you may come up with it yourself later on, but yep that's my opinion Ig :)
um btw I'm assuming that when you say "rip from my head in tear" you mean "rip from my head and tear"?? I could be wrong though. :) but ok sorry this has all been praise so far not really constructive critiscm... Ig it might be good if you could word the bolded so it's more clear bc rn I'm reading the first bold as sorta sounding like the scribbles tearing themselves from your head, and then the second bold I'm reading as you tearing the scribbles from your head, so basically the whole thing is like "and if the scribbles could tear from of my head on their own could I make them?", which is a bit confusing, even though I see what you're saying:
and my head is infested with scribbles. they
push shove roil (and if they could
rip from my head in tear
into the distance and drown in the rain
could i make them?)
I think the only other feedback I have here is that more punctuation, especially in the below part, might make it easier to read/understand (unless the no punctuation is purposeful):
and i hate it. a scarecrow that simply hurts less than the others. it
smothers
my wrongness in obscurity and sweat-ice and plaid (for ex: like maybe a semicolon here?)
the colors of shadows and
ghosts
but yeah! Do with this what you want; take it with a grain of salt if you'd like, you prob should; thank you!
(April 10, 2024 - 12:59 am)
Topping with a heads-up—5 days till judging time! Please get your poems in! :)
(April 16, 2024 - 10:09 am)
I don't really like this but:
And in the garden in
The twilight
The flower blooms.
She blooms in all of her indigo,
Twilight,
Sea-in-the-evening beauty.
She knows the world will go on
Even if she blooms
Slowly.
She knows how to
Carry on.
She knows
That even if
No-one besides the moon
And the stars
See her,
She will be seen.
In the twilight,
The sky paints
A color only
The sky
Can paint.
The
Swirling
Pink-purple-blue
Of twilight.
(April 16, 2024 - 12:38 pm)
This is a bit of a jumbled, pushed-together poem:
Twilight
“Shadows come alive
At twilight.”
I’m burning
Burning away slowly
Bit by bit, I am
Fading to dust—
Dust to dust
I am again
Where I came from
You promised—
That you would
Stay with me—
Remember what
You said to me?
Shadows come alive
At twilight—
Will we not ever
Meet again?
You promised—
All promises
Cannot be kept
But this one I
Really will try—
Remember the ethereal
Color of twilight
The stars abundant
Like the sparkle in your eyes
The glow of your smile
In the moon
“I shall meet you again
At twilight.”
(April 16, 2024 - 6:30 pm)
Twilite Showers
Pitter patter,
Goes the rain,
As the moon,
Comes again,
Darkness falls,
On the earth again,
The only sound,
Is crickets chirping,
The only movement,
Is the river gurgling,
Everything is pitch black,
Until the sun comes back.
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Hope you like it!
(April 19, 2024 - 12:43 pm)
LOL when I reread my poem it sounds like a song.
(April 20, 2024 - 2:46 pm)