Poetry competition CLOSED 2nd September 2014 6:25pm
WINNER
johnrot
johnrot
RUNNER-UP:
caxton
Beg For A Trophy
Anonymous
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I have entered many comps
and of this I have not one.
I think this time I've done it
but then go home with none.
How nice I think that it would be
to win to come in first
but then I think and realize
my poetry is just the worst!
One fish two fish
a trophy would be grand,
kitty cat killer cat
please put one in my hand!
I have entered many comps
and of this I have not one.
I think this time I've done it
but then go home with none.
How nice I think that it would be
to win to come in first
but then I think and realize
my poetry is just the worst!
One fish two fish
a trophy would be grand,
kitty cat killer cat
please put one in my hand!
I am new madame you see? It is well deserved it go to me.
For it may make me a new person, a shiny badge of honor would assuredly up self-worth. And it coming from you? With the talent you poses it would be as through I were the queens own son. I would dance through amber waves of grain. Through the streets of rome. My heart would have ever loving happiness, for a day at least. Oh madame, I admire you so, a trophy for me, with a ribbon to go.
For it may make me a new person, a shiny badge of honor would assuredly up self-worth. And it coming from you? With the talent you poses it would be as through I were the queens own son. I would dance through amber waves of grain. Through the streets of rome. My heart would have ever loving happiness, for a day at least. Oh madame, I admire you so, a trophy for me, with a ribbon to go.
Anonymous
My one trophy is lonely
I only have one
one by itself doesn't have any fun
One is the loneliest number
One has no one to cuddle with when he rolls over in slumber
Who's going to laugh at one's jokes?
Who's going to meet one's folks?
Who's going to keep one company
while I'm not winning him a trophy (wife)
It's not his fault I write bad poetry
Have a heart because if one is waiting on me to win him a companion, he was doomed from the start
Please, please, make my one a two so he won't be so lonely and blue!
I only have one
one by itself doesn't have any fun
One is the loneliest number
One has no one to cuddle with when he rolls over in slumber
Who's going to laugh at one's jokes?
Who's going to meet one's folks?
Who's going to keep one company
while I'm not winning him a trophy (wife)
It's not his fault I write bad poetry
Have a heart because if one is waiting on me to win him a companion, he was doomed from the start
Please, please, make my one a two so he won't be so lonely and blue!
I am unworthy of anything
Take the crown and golden wing
A vagabond who can’t even sing
Waiting for the feast in the dining
Grant me peace, give me life
A heavy cross, I’ll march on strife
I watch the sunset and fell in fright
As I am learning how to thrive
You offered the price of knowledge
A trophy it is, everyone pledge
A prisoner freed in this metal cage
Trying to win this stony race
Do I deserve to claim a reward
Or just telling myself an awful lie
Accept defeat and move forward
Then I’ll be honored when I die
Take the crown and golden wing
A vagabond who can’t even sing
Waiting for the feast in the dining
Grant me peace, give me life
A heavy cross, I’ll march on strife
I watch the sunset and fell in fright
As I am learning how to thrive
You offered the price of knowledge
A trophy it is, everyone pledge
A prisoner freed in this metal cage
Trying to win this stony race
Do I deserve to claim a reward
Or just telling myself an awful lie
Accept defeat and move forward
Then I’ll be honored when I die
Anonymous
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Anonymous
Only for Love
Long winded speech or dying breath?
What gives us life or causes death?
The sentiment in words expressed
is that by which one’s cursed or blessed.
Though grand in size mad hatter’s hat
has not more worth than heart of that
small child who begs a cup of tea
and offers sugar to share free.
Though with angel tongues we drawl
and sermons are scrawled on the walls
If no love in these words be shared
then let the sounding brass be spared.
Gold cups may dazzle many eyes
and glory be gained in the prize
but tasteless be the fill therein
if no affection’s poured with win.
Therefore think not upon the cup
which you extend or from which you sup
but only on the spirit shared
for therein is true treasure bared.
Long winded speech or dying breath?
What gives us life or causes death?
The sentiment in words expressed
is that by which one’s cursed or blessed.
Though grand in size mad hatter’s hat
has not more worth than heart of that
small child who begs a cup of tea
and offers sugar to share free.
Though with angel tongues we drawl
and sermons are scrawled on the walls
If no love in these words be shared
then let the sounding brass be spared.
Gold cups may dazzle many eyes
and glory be gained in the prize
but tasteless be the fill therein
if no affection’s poured with win.
Therefore think not upon the cup
which you extend or from which you sup
but only on the spirit shared
for therein is true treasure bared.
A Trophy
Accomplishment defined by a trophy,
A symbol of the ultimate win,
I implore you to think of me,
As these words to you I give...
In a delicate balance of nature,
You would know it's the only way,
To provide me a better tomorrow,
The I definitely had today...
Competition serves disappointment,
To all those who will be left behind,
Take heed in the knowledge and wisdom,
To the others who wrote and they tried...
I give you my all as you read this,
As I give this one final try,
To desperately bring to your senses,
That this trophy soon will be mine...
Upon my wall I would place this,
As a token of a final run,
This competition has come to an end,
And I am the chosen one...
Accomplishment defined by a trophy,
A symbol of the ultimate win,
I implore you to think of me,
As these words to you I give...
In a delicate balance of nature,
You would know it's the only way,
To provide me a better tomorrow,
The I definitely had today...
Competition serves disappointment,
To all those who will be left behind,
Take heed in the knowledge and wisdom,
To the others who wrote and they tried...
I give you my all as you read this,
As I give this one final try,
To desperately bring to your senses,
That this trophy soon will be mine...
Upon my wall I would place this,
As a token of a final run,
This competition has come to an end,
And I am the chosen one...
The Ultimate Gift
to be worthy of such a tribute
would be more than i can ask
but to beg for the golden trophy
is a challenge i cannot pass
i could share some words of wisdom
or a clever anecdote
but fear they would be scoffed at
since this dream may become smote
by others careful wording
sublime secretions of the mind
may leave my thoughtful venture
just a memory left behind
to be worthy of such a tribute
would be more than i can ask
but to beg for the golden trophy
is a challenge i cannot pass
i could share some words of wisdom
or a clever anecdote
but fear they would be scoffed at
since this dream may become smote
by others careful wording
sublime secretions of the mind
may leave my thoughtful venture
just a memory left behind
Dear Madame,
Road unto your heart
Has no map, nor GPS
What's a boy to do?
***creeeeeak***
tiptoes in
quietly
"shhhhhhhhh...i'm hunt'n wabbit"
Looks around
eyes the prize
grabs it
RUNS
"ARrrrHOooooo"
:D
WHAT?!?
It was that or offer up my round mound of glory BE
Umber gold
(or so I'm told)
Honey'd crisp
Delicious
Unfortunately, it has a bad tendency to bark at strangers
No worries, though...it has no TEETH:D
Road unto your heart
Has no map, nor GPS
What's a boy to do?
***creeeeeak***
tiptoes in
quietly
"shhhhhhhhh...i'm hunt'n wabbit"
Looks around
eyes the prize
grabs it
RUNS
"ARrrrHOooooo"
:D
WHAT?!?
It was that or offer up my round mound of glory BE
Umber gold
(or so I'm told)
Honey'd crisp
Delicious
Unfortunately, it has a bad tendency to bark at strangers
No worries, though...it has no TEETH:D
To beg is the question
Should I humble myself down?
What would I do?
We'll let me tell you.
I have been a member for quite a while
Won only one trophy
And boy my pride went wild.
I felt like a successful small child
And honestly made all this seem more worthwhile
Writing is what I love,
And you see I don't need a trophy
Just to know I am good enough
If I am awarded I would thank you much
In a poem just for you my dear Madame
Should I humble myself down?
What would I do?
We'll let me tell you.
I have been a member for quite a while
Won only one trophy
And boy my pride went wild.
I felt like a successful small child
And honestly made all this seem more worthwhile
Writing is what I love,
And you see I don't need a trophy
Just to know I am good enough
If I am awarded I would thank you much
In a poem just for you my dear Madame
Anonymous
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