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Poetry Challenge!
Poetry Challenge!
So, last summer, I made this thread called the Poetry Challenge. Lots of people joined, and it really took off. It died eventually, but since so many of you are interested in doing it again, I’m rebooting it!
For those of you who haven’t participated, here’s how it works:
Each round will have a main theme and an optional prompt. The theme should be a broader topic since we’ll all be writing a lot of poetry about that one theme. The prompt can be anything, really; a topic, a poetry technique, a random sentence that pops into your head. The person who posts the theme and prompt will be the ‘announcer’ for that round. They can participate in the challenge as well.
Each round lasts a week. Once the theme and prompt have been posted, everyone starts writing. The goal is to write and post a poem a day, but if you miss a day or two, or even six or seven, it’s okay. The purpose of this is to challenge ourselves and improve our writing, and of course, to have fun. So no stress. :-) Of course, if you're extra inspired one day, you can write and post more than one poem.
At the end of the week, everyone will place a vote for the most inspiring poem. Once everyone has voted, the announcer will count the votes and announce the winner, who will then become the announcer for the next round.
Make sense?
The first person to post is the Announcer for the first round. As soon as they post the theme and prompt, we can start.
submitted by Leeli
(August 8, 2018 - 9:18 am)
(August 8, 2018 - 9:18 am)
I think for this round I'm going to plan out rough ideas for poems beforehand, since when I jumped into the last Poetry Challenge I was unprepared and didn't manage to write much poetry at all. XP
(August 13, 2018 - 10:13 am)
Tomorrow sounds good to me. I'm just gonna see what inspiration comes...
Aiir
Air? What about air Everstorm?
(August 13, 2018 - 12:17 pm)
I like this idea but I'm not very good at poetry. Could I write a short story instead?
(August 13, 2018 - 12:22 pm)
Well, poetry is kind of the point, but if you wanted, maybe you could make a separate thread similar to this where people post short stories instead of poetry? Would that be okay?
(August 14, 2018 - 10:17 am)
YES! YES! YES! I LOVED THIS! THANKS FOR BRINGING IT BACK!!!
(August 13, 2018 - 8:51 pm)
Ikr??!!
(August 14, 2018 - 9:53 am)
Author's Note: This week's poems are going to be a series. The titles of every poem will be lyrics taken from the song Mr. Tambourine Man by Bob Dylan which is a very peaceful song in my opinion. I'll try my hardest to convey the feeling of peace in these poems but I apologize if they don't seem to follow the theme very well.
i'm not sleepy and there is no place i'm going to
i'll always love the warmth of the two o'clock sun
the lethargy of the dog days
remember when we
were young and we'd lie to our parents
fighting heavy eyelids
drowsy and only half-awake
now, older, in late afternoon
we bask with the cats in the sun
making up for lost time asleep
my heartbeat is slow, a perfect metronome
window pane shadows casting lines on my face
and when my eyes close
i lay awake
feeling everything and nothing all
at once
(August 14, 2018 - 11:16 am)
(August 14, 2018 - 3:41 pm)
Argh, why does the spacing always come out wierd when I copy and paste from Google Docs?
Rewrite:
Calm After the Storm-
as we lay
down our weapons
(August 14, 2018 - 8:46 pm)
...I give up
(August 15, 2018 - 9:40 am)
(there's a weird glitch with the chatterbox, you have to retype everything every time, sadly.)
(August 15, 2018 - 9:42 pm)
Ak! We're starting? Oh no! Now I need to go write something!
*Runs off waving hands in a panic*
(August 15, 2018 - 9:49 am)
Yesterday:
Haiku
If the sky should fall
Well, isn't that what rain is?
The sun will come back.
Soul
Endless, eternal
Changing, ephemeral
New, but old
Both silver, blue, and gold
Endless, eternal
Changing, ephemeral.
And today!
The Great American Poem
There once was a poet who listened to her brother
She wrote a limerick with bile and bubble
Then she looked back at what she had writ
And felt she might be sick over it
Oh, darn it, darn that little brother.
(August 15, 2018 - 5:14 pm)
evening's empire has returned into sand
rusted golden glow over the hills
like if honey and cinnamon shone over your skin
i kissed the sun goodnight this evening and
she kissed me back
telephone wires split the tangerine skies
and blackbirds, seeming to be suspended and still
as they fade into the horizon
melt into the citrine sunset
the nocturnal creatures stir, as do i
unlike the rest of the world
it is not our time to
settle
(August 15, 2018 - 9:46 pm)
the ancient empty street's too dead for dreaming
lavender light looks good on you
old town, after people close their curtains
chalky moths flock
to dim streetights, half burned-out
the cobblestones wind in haphazard lines
we always hoped for something lucid
when we closed our eyes
but woke up with only
faint memories
(August 16, 2018 - 6:38 am)