POETRY CHALLENGE ENTRIES
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| Tilly and the Wall Bleeding on the Floor  Age: 30 Gender: - Posts: 1850 |    Alright, since Lovesick Melody is unwell [I hope she's okay soon], I shall be taking over the contest for a while. For this week's prompt, I give you a picture;  Go wild, guys! Rules: - You can't share your poems with anyone before the results are announced. - You can only enter one poem per contest and poems must be made specifically for the contest. - Anything you like can be interpreted from this, just as long as you can link it back in some way to the prompt. - PM your Poem to me (Jackie Flores) by Monday, September 8, 2008. |
| XmychildishromanceX Killjoy  Age: 27 Gender: Female Posts: 13 | |
| Tilly and the Wall Bleeding on the Floor Age: 30 Gender: - Posts: 1850 | |
| DemolitionLover363 Killjoy  Age: 29 Gender: Female Posts: 33 | |
| Lovesick Melody. Bulletproof Heart  Age: 83 Gender: Female Posts: 25760 | Winners for this week!   Congrats! New prompt will be up asap. |
| Tilly and the Wall Bleeding on the Floor Age: 30 Gender: - Posts: 1850 | Here's the new prompt;  Rules: - You can't share your poems with anyone before the results are announced. - You can only enter one poem per contest and poems must be made specifically for the contest. - Anything you like can be interpreted from this, just as long as you can link it back in some way to the prompt. - PM your Poem to me (Jackie Flores) by Friday, September 26, 2008. Aik hazaar (a thousand) thanks to Lovesick Melody for the banners. (: |
| Tilly and the Wall Bleeding on the Floor Age: 30 Gender: - Posts: 1850 | |
| Tilly and the Wall Bleeding on the Floor Age: 30 Gender: - Posts: 1850 | By unanimous vote, here's the winner:  Here's the new prompt: That's all they did, That's all they said, But instead of helping us find, They left a thousand questions behind It's a verse, interpret what you can from it, or use it in your poem...whatever (: Rules: - You can't share your poems with anyone before the results are announced. - You can only enter one poem per contest and poems must be made specifically for the contest. - Anything you like can be interpreted from this, just as long as you can link it back in some way to the prompt. - PM your Poem to me (Jackie Flores) by Friday, October 3, 2008. |
| Pansy Wayero Jazz Hands  Age: 32 Gender: Female Posts: 372 | |
| Worldflyer Killjoy  Age: 28 Gender: Female Posts: 2 | |
| Tilly and the Wall Bleeding on the Floor Age: 30 Gender: - Posts: 1850 | Please do not post your poems here... I'm sorry for being so late. People, the poetry challenge is back in buisness.  Entry 1. The 'L' Word You nestled your lips in mine, warmth traveling like delicate winds across the expansion of my skin. You havent said it, although its been months. You know it [ I can see it in your eyes ] but why cant you just say it?. The night crawled through the world, one corner at a time, I was left standing in the street, confusion turning down the corners of my would-be smile. Where are you now? Are you thinking of me? Do you even want to be with me? You held me so tight beneath the streetlamps harsh gaze, your hands caressed upward and I fell into you. I heard your breath hitch in your throat and your lips graze my ear [ and then all the world stopped ] and I looked up expectantly at you. Do you love me too? Entry 2. The inexperienced counsellors My life has been messed up for so many years My past tainted with so many tears, So to try to release myself from my pain I started seeing counsellors again. They were supposed to help me fix my mind help me leave the past behind, They forced me to open my old scars, not realising how my life would fall apart. They decided to help fix my relationship with my mom, help make all the hatred between us be gone, But instead of answering the questions that were running through my head, they just talked in riddles instead. They said we were broken, inrepairable, deranged And branded me as mentally insane They called my mom an angel, a star And said I’m pushing my mother too far. And that's all they did, That's all they said, But instead of finding the answers they were helping us find, They left a thousand questions behind Entry. 3 A tangible metaphor Delivered by confusion Raised by lack of sense. “Hello darling, give me something tonight. A price to pay, but with doubt in the way We aren’t going home.” Her teeth were digging into the flesh of her lip. Uncertainty echoed in her expression She replaced it for a single tattered fingernail Slipped it in between the pearly whites Nibbling it in frustration “Smile honey Happy looks good on you” Was that truly more than a memory? Distant thoughts, Caressed in fog, contaminated with truth Remember, don’t hold back…………… “Trust me for once. You won’t regret this” RULES: - PM your vote to me by Wednesday 12th of December - Do not vote more than once. - Do not tell anyone who you have voted for until after the competition or urge others to vote for a certain poem. - Don't vote for yourself. - Make sure you specify the poem you are voting for in your vote PM's. |
| Tilly and the Wall Bleeding on the Floor Age: 30 Gender: - Posts: 1850 | |
| Pansy Wayero Jazz Hands Age: 32 Gender: Female Posts: 372 |
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