Poetry competition CLOSED 30th July 2018 10:11pm
WINNER
ReggiePoet (Reggie)
ReggiePoet (Reggie)
RUNNER-UP:
Jade-Pandora
Summer
Poetry Contest Description
write a poem about summertime
It is summertime and I want pieces written about your favorite or least favorite thing about summer. Here are the rules:
*a minimum of 15 lines
*2 entries per person
*rhyming (but optional)
*can use an image (but that is optional and must be your own if you use one)
*1 month
*Feel free to DM me if you have any questions, comments or concerns
*Lastly have fun
Example entry:
Summer
Those eyes that are taking on the summer heat,
But it is life around us that brings that extra treat.
Flowers that find their way to be blooming despite
Everything that keeps trying to stop them, but light
Does not stop glowing or shining bright. The blaze
That causes endless fires, but through all the haze
We are still smiling and laughing like we are kids
Again. With our open spirit and our closed eyelids
We are souls that are feeling whole again. We are
A part of this universe that has clear skies and stars
That we can see without trying too hard. Summer
Is already upon us and we are every single color.
*a minimum of 15 lines
*2 entries per person
*rhyming (but optional)
*can use an image (but that is optional and must be your own if you use one)
*1 month
*Feel free to DM me if you have any questions, comments or concerns
*Lastly have fun
Example entry:
Summer
Those eyes that are taking on the summer heat,
But it is life around us that brings that extra treat.
Flowers that find their way to be blooming despite
Everything that keeps trying to stop them, but light
Does not stop glowing or shining bright. The blaze
That causes endless fires, but through all the haze
We are still smiling and laughing like we are kids
Again. With our open spirit and our closed eyelids
We are souls that are feeling whole again. We are
A part of this universe that has clear skies and stars
That we can see without trying too hard. Summer
Is already upon us and we are every single color.
Sun Bathed
Beaches and other places circled by water are calling to you.
Getting out on a day in summer.
Never could you have imagined you’d be sun bathing in a sand of dreams.
Days like these it doesn’t make it difficult for a man to see what he has.
Tan remains temporary.
But anything looks good on or off you.
Resting with both feet buried deep in the burning sand.
We could dry out under this sun kissing lips to a crisp.
Getting out on a day in summer.
Never could you have imagined you’d be sun bathing in a sand of dreams.
Days like these it doesn’t make it difficult for a man to see what he has.
Tan remains temporary.
But anything looks good on or off you.
Resting with both feet buried deep in the burning sand.
We could dry out under this sun kissing lips to a crisp.
Written by ClearmindedVillain
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Anonymous
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Heat
Summer is here
I dread the inevitable
It's like being snowed in by heat
movement slows down
until inertia sets in
The place turns into a ghost town
Time comes to a standstill
Days spent inside
my mind the only sanctuary
I crawl out at sundown
like a vampire
fearing the light
My garden dries up
and so does my inspiration
100 degrees fahrenheit and more to come
Dust blows lonely on the dirt road
howling of better days
I dream of lush forests
and breezy mountain tops
I want to run
but have nowhere to go
High pitch cabin fever
Who would have thought
that summer can be
the darkest time of the year
I dread the inevitable
It's like being snowed in by heat
movement slows down
until inertia sets in
The place turns into a ghost town
Time comes to a standstill
Days spent inside
my mind the only sanctuary
I crawl out at sundown
like a vampire
fearing the light
My garden dries up
and so does my inspiration
100 degrees fahrenheit and more to come
Dust blows lonely on the dirt road
howling of better days
I dream of lush forests
and breezy mountain tops
I want to run
but have nowhere to go
High pitch cabin fever
Who would have thought
that summer can be
the darkest time of the year
Written by Angelast1
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summer
summer breeze makes me feel fine
in the garden with pimms i recline
burning my pale pink ass is ace
listening to nin and random drum n bass
i like it when my skin cooks brown
skin so tight i can no longer frown
its happy times after sleet and snow
if you live in england then you fucking know
its been so lovely tranquil and lazy
this heat makes some brits crazy
its all so vibrant green and idyllic right now
till the sunburned piss-heads raise an angry brow
alch fuelled fighting in the streets an angry chav-nation
juxtaposed with mdma ravers dancing in a field sharing elation
we all share our brief summertime
sometimes its crime oftimes sublime
if you are a hippy raver
please do me a favour
and uphold oldskool love and respect vibes
show your love for the inclusive tribes
summertime
in the garden with pimms i recline
burning my pale pink ass is ace
listening to nin and random drum n bass
i like it when my skin cooks brown
skin so tight i can no longer frown
its happy times after sleet and snow
if you live in england then you fucking know
its been so lovely tranquil and lazy
this heat makes some brits crazy
its all so vibrant green and idyllic right now
till the sunburned piss-heads raise an angry brow
alch fuelled fighting in the streets an angry chav-nation
juxtaposed with mdma ravers dancing in a field sharing elation
we all share our brief summertime
sometimes its crime oftimes sublime
if you are a hippy raver
please do me a favour
and uphold oldskool love and respect vibes
show your love for the inclusive tribes
summertime
Written by composedWITHrazors
(Blade Artist)
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Anonymous
Dandelion Girl
July is a liar.
Calendars said she would stay for days
but
time, in all its conspiracies
accelerated
into a cruel jest
where she came and went, and
the heatwave still scorches the Earth.
I had not enough moments
until her own life
beckoned her back, each
turn of the clock, pulling
her
further from my womb.
I followed a bit
and watched her veer off
onto the road
she needed to travel, while
I kept mine, on course
to go kick the waves on the shore.
I shall prepare again
for her next return, and
hoard the minutes once more
until my Dandelion Girl
must take my heart with her, riding
on the winds.
July is a liar.
Calendars said she would stay for days
but
time, in all its conspiracies
accelerated
into a cruel jest
where she came and went, and
the heatwave still scorches the Earth.
I had not enough moments
until her own life
beckoned her back, each
turn of the clock, pulling
her
further from my womb.
I followed a bit
and watched her veer off
onto the road
she needed to travel, while
I kept mine, on course
to go kick the waves on the shore.
I shall prepare again
for her next return, and
hoard the minutes once more
until my Dandelion Girl
must take my heart with her, riding
on the winds.
CONFLAGRATION
,
Today
Is fucking hot
The way the moist walls
Are closing in on me
The way
My skull's pinched plates
Their tectonic shifts
Carried on molten waves
And yet
When night time peaks
Unmercifully
My cage will rage endless
And summer
Will insist to
Bring your heat inside
To mix with my lava
Almost
Unbearable
The overflow churns
And gushes from your force
Pulsing
Culls its way through
My steaming tunnels
To rush from ev'ry hole
The night
Yet to cool
This intensity
That threatens to erupt.
.
Today
Is fucking hot
The way the moist walls
Are closing in on me
The way
My skull's pinched plates
Their tectonic shifts
Carried on molten waves
And yet
When night time peaks
Unmercifully
My cage will rage endless
And summer
Will insist to
Bring your heat inside
To mix with my lava
Almost
Unbearable
The overflow churns
And gushes from your force
Pulsing
Culls its way through
My steaming tunnels
To rush from ev'ry hole
The night
Yet to cool
This intensity
That threatens to erupt.
.
Written by Jade-Pandora
(jade tiger)
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