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This contest is an extra special double contest, only one of which is a prize category. If you wish you may enter only one of the following tasks.

Task One: Guest Poets To enter simply submit a poem by your favorite poet. It can be anyone, your mother, your friend, your lover, or Robert Frost. Only one poem per customer, please, so choose carefully. At the end of the contest, we'll vote on which was the best guest poem. Ever wanted to see Frost go head to head with Emily Dickinson? Now is your chance, hotshot! :devil:

Prize: This task is just for bragging rights, no prize.

To Enter: Reply to this thread with your entry. Don't make a new thread.

Task Two: Nightly Poems Submit a poem you have personally written by posting it as a new thread and then posting the link in this thread.

Forms: Any form of poetry, from Acrostic to Villanelle and every form in between is allowed.

Limits: The poem can be any length and must contain at least 4 of the words on the following list:

Ice
Love
Hate
Night
Heart
Blood
Smile
Robot
Breath
Wrong
Infinity
NumberSix

Prize: The book of your choice (maximum cost: $30) ordered from Amazon.com and delivered from them to your doorstep.

Bonus Prize: The winner also gets to pick the subject matter of the next writing contest, which shall take place after this poetry contest. :P

Deadline for both tasks: 11:59pm EST, May 13th.

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I'm all over this.

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I feel confined by your stipulations!

I have a guest poem to contribute, but not on me. I'll get back to you.

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i'm in...

Oh, the Places You'll Go!

Congratulations!
Today is your day.
You're off to Great Places!
You're off and away!

You have brains in your head.
You have feet in your shoes
You can steer yourself
any direction you choose.
You're on your own. And you know what you know.
And YOU are the guy who'll decide where to go.

You'll look up and down streets. Look 'em over with care.
About some you will say, "I don't choose to go there."
With your head full of brains and your shoes full of feet,
you're too smart to go down any not-so-good street.

And you may not find any
you'll want to go down.
In that case, of course,
you'll head straight out of town.

It's opener there
in the wide open air.

Out there things can happen
and frequently do
to people as brainy
and footsy as you.

And when things start to happen,
don't worry. Don't stew.
Just go right along.
You'll start happening too.

OH!
THE PLACES YOU'LL GO!

You'll be on your way up!
You'll be seeing great sights!
You'll join the high fliers
who soar to high heights.

You won't lag behind, because you'll have the speed.
You'll pass the whole gang and you'll soon take the lead.
Wherever you fly, you'll be the best of the best.
Wherever you go, you will top all the rest.

Except when you don' t
Because, sometimes, you won't.

I'm sorry to say so
but, sadly, it's true
and Hang-ups
can happen to you.

You can get all hung up
in a prickle-ly perch.
And your gang will fly on.
You'll be left in a Lurch.

You'll come down from the Lurch
with an unpleasant bump.
And the chances are, then,
that you'll be in a Slump.

And when you're in a Slump,
you're not in for much fun.
Un-slumping yourself
is not easily done.

You will come to a place where the streets are not marked.
Some windows are lighted. But mostly they're darked.
A place you could sprain both you elbow and chin!
Do you dare to stay out? Do you dare to go in?
How much can you lose? How much can you win?

And IF you go in, should you turn left or right...
or right-and-three-quarters? Or, maybe, not quite?
Or go around back and sneak in from behind?
Simple it's not, I'm afraid you will find,
for a mind-maker-upper to make up his mind.

You can get so confused
that you'll start in to race
down long wiggled roads at a break-necking pace
and grind on for miles across weirdish wild space,
headed, I fear, toward a most useless place.
The Waiting Place...

...for people just waiting.
Waiting for a train to go
or a bus to come, or a plane to go
or the mail to come, or the rain to go
or the phone to ring, or the snow to snow
or waiting around for a Yes or a No
or waiting for their hair to grow.
Everyone is just waiting.

Waiting for the fish to bite
or waiting for wind to fly a kite
or waiting around for Friday night
or waiting, perhaps, for their Uncle Jake
or a pot to boil, or a Better Break
or a sting of pearls, or a pair of pants
or a wig with curls, or Another Chance.
Everyone is just waiting.

NO!
That's not for you!

Somehow you'll escape
all that waiting and staying.
You'll find the bright places
where Boom Bands are playing.

With banner flip-flapping,
once more you'll ride high!
Ready for anything under the sky.
Ready because you're that kind of a guy!

Oh, the places you'll go! There is fun to be done!
There are points to be scored. there are games to be won.
And the magical things you can do with that ball
will make you the winning-est winner of all.
Fame! You'll be famous as famous can be,
with the whole wide world watching you win on TV.

Except when they don't.
Because, sometimes, they won't.

I'm afraid that some times
you'll play lonely games too.
Games you can't win
'cause you'll play against you.

All Alone!
Whether you like it or not,
Alone will be something
you'll be quite a lot.

And when you're alone, there's a very good chance
you'll meet things that scare you right out of your pants.
There are some, down the road between hither and yon,
that can scare you so much you won't want to go on.

But on you will go
though the weather be foul
On you will go
though your enemies prowl
On you will go
though the Hakken-Kraks howl
Onward up many
a frightening creek,
though your arms may get sore
and your sneakers may leak.

On and on you will hike
and I know you'll hike far
and face up to your problems
whatever they are.

You'll get mixed up, of course,
as you already know.
You'll get mixed up
with many strange birds as you go.
So be sure when you step.
Step with care and great tact
and remember that Life's
a Great Balancing Act.
Just never forget to be dexterous and deft.
And never mix up your right foot with your left.

And will you succeed?
Yes! You will, indeed!
(98 and 3 / 4 percent guaranteed.)

KID, YOU'LL MOVE MOUNTAINS!

So...
be your name Buxbaum or Bixby or Bray
or Mordecai Ali Van Allen O'Shea,
you're off to Great Places!
Today is your day!
Your mountain is waiting.
So...get on your way!

---Dr. Seuss


My entry

Edited by Dangeresque, 08 May 2007 - 01:18 AM.


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Phenomenal Woman

Pretty women wonder where my secret lies.
I'm not cute or built to suit a fashion model's size
But when I start to tell them,
They think I'm telling lies.
I say,
It's in the reach of my arms
The span of my hips,
The stride of my step,
The curl of my lips.
I'm a woman
Phenomenally.
Phenomenal woman,
That's me.

I walk into a room
Just as cool as you please,
And to a man,
The fellows stand or
Fall down on their knees.
Then they swarm around me,
A hive of honey bees.
I say,
It's the fire in my eyes,
And the flash of my teeth,
The swing in my waist,
And the joy in my feet.
I'm a woman
Phenomenally.
Phenomenal woman,
That's me.

Men themselves have wondered
What they see in me.
They try so much
But they can't touch
My inner mystery.
When I try to show them
They say they still can't see.
I say,
It's in the arch of my back,
The sun of my smile,
The ride of my breasts,
The grace of my style.
I'm a woman

Phenomenally.
Phenomenal woman,
That's me.

Now you understand
Just why my head's not bowed.
I don't shout or jump about
Or have to talk real loud.
When you see me passing
It ought to make you proud.
I say,
It's in the click of my heels,
The bend of my hair,
the palm of my hand,
The need of my care,
'Cause I'm a woman
Phenomenally.
Phenomenal woman,
That's me.

~ Maya Angelo ~



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I'm totaly in the second one :)

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THis is my favorite poem right now...


A Story That Could Be True by William Stafford

If you were exchanged in the cradle and
your real mother died
without ever telling the story
then no one knows your name,
and somewhere in the world
your father is lost and needs you
but you are far away.

He can never find
how true you are, how ready.
When the great wind comes
and the robberies of the rain
you stand on the corner shivering.
The people who go by--
you wonder at their calm.

They miss the whisper that runs
any day in your mind,
"Who are you really, wanderer?"--
and the answer you have to give
no matter how dark and cold
the world around you is:
"Maybe I'm a king."

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The Silence
by Frederico Lorca (Translated from Spanish by Ralph Angel)

Can you hear the silence,
my son?
A rolling silence,
a silence,
that leads valleys and echos estray,
and draws our foreheads
to the ground.

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Ok I can't write poems (at all) when I get to choose the topic ... Well I can but you would probably think I'm Emo or something ... uhhhh so would someone give me a topic that I can poetarize? :)

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Ok I can't write poems (at all) when I get to choose the topic ... Well I can but you would probably think I'm Emo or something ... uhhhh so would someone give me a topic that I can poetarize? :)


Life's uncertainty?

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ha! i'm done. and incase anyone missed it up there, My entry

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This has already turned out moist excellent and we're only 7 hours in! >:-P~~~~~ The guest poet competition is going to be very difficult.

EOTW, what Chatham said. That is an excellent subject to wax poetically about. :pimp:

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Jabberwocky
(I'm typing this out from memory because I am awesome.)

'Twas brillig, and the slithy toves
Did gyre and gimble in the wabe
All mimsy were the borogoves,
And the mome raths outgrabe.

"Beware the Jabberwock, my son!
The jaws that bite, the claws that catch!
Beware the Jubjub bird, and shun
The frumious Bandersnatch!"

He took his vorpal sword in hand:
Long time the maxome foe he sought
So rested he by the Tumtum tree,
And stood awhile in thought.

And, as in uffish thought he stood,
The Jabberwock, with eyes of flame,
Came whiffling through the tulgey wood,
And burbled as it came!

One, two! One, two! And through and through
The vorpal blade went snicker-snack!
He left it dead, and with its head
He went galumphing back.

"And hast thou slain the Jabberwock?
Come to my arms, my beamish boy!
O frabjous day! Callooh! Callay!"
He chortled in his joy.

'Twas brillig, and the slithy toves
Did gyre and gimble in the wabe
All mimsy were the borogoves,
And the mome raths outgrabe.



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I might ... but I have an idea that might just work ... we shall see :).

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An oldie but a classic:

Sonnet 18 by William Shakespeare

Shall I compare thee to a Summer's day?
Thou art more lovely and more temperate:
Rough winds do shake the darling buds of May,
And Summer's lease hath all too short a date:
Sometime too hot the eye of heaven shines,
And oft' is his gold complexion dimm'd;
And every fair from fair sometime declines,
By chance or nature's changing course untrimm'd:
But thy eternal Summer shall not fade
Nor lose possession of that fair thou owest;
Nor shall Death brag thou wanderest in his shade,
When in eternal lines to time thou growest:

So long as men can breathe, or eyes can see,
So long lives this, and this gives life to thee.

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Whoa! this is what I get when I stay away from nightly for almost an entire day!


So. first off. GODAMMIT Carl for stealing the poem I wanted to post. "Your father is lost and needs you, but you are far away." I just said that line last night.


Secondly. SD, I feel stifled by your excessive word choices!!! Okay. I'm done. I think.

And woohooo for new contests!

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Ok so my internet cut out on me so i decided to write the poem while waiting ... I had to remember the words.
But I wrote two ... and now I don't know which to use :( Ahhh.

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yeah tommy's already won task 2...







i've decided.

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You've got some brown on your nose there, Undome.

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Fear not, there are plenty of asses and noses to go around so get cracking on your poem Chatham! >:-P~~~~~~

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Even with my insane computer problems, I'm still tossing my hat in. Are the two tasks separate, or do we have to do both of them to enter? I'm still planning on doing both, but I'm curious.

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You can do either one separately or both together, it's up to you.

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I've got mine written, SD. Just taking some time in tweaking it.

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yeah tommy's already won task 2...







i've decided.

well then, looks like we better wrap this one up, fellas. lolj/komgz

what possible reason would he have for brown nosing chath? i have no real power here.

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By the way, the directions at top mentioned this but I just wanted to make sure everyone knows: You need only use FOUR of the listed words, NOT all of them. Danger is just a teacher's pet so he used them but you don't have to.

Just wanted to make sure that was clear.



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