Poetry competition CLOSED 3rd February 2019 00:49am
WINNER
Hepcat61 (geoff cat)
Hepcat61 (geoff cat)
RUNNERS-UP:
Heaven_sent_Kathy
and Eerie
Poetic Medic #2 : To The Poem's Rescue
JohnnyBlaze said:
Though nothing about titles was specified, we appreciate your creative use of listed words in your title and will certainly count those as part of "the poem".
So question, with things changing around while I was composing my entry... I now don’t know if I can choose the title I picked. If it’s not one of the 80 words (which I’ve used for the poem itself), will that be a penalty?
Just asking, and thank you.
Jade
Though nothing about titles was specified, we appreciate your creative use of listed words in your title and will certainly count those as part of "the poem".
So question, with things changing around while I was composing my entry... I now don’t know if I can choose the title I picked. If it’s not one of the 80 words (which I’ve used for the poem itself), will that be a penalty?
Just asking, and thank you.
Jade
Jade-Pandora said:
So question, with things changing around while I was composing my entry... I now don’t know if I can choose the title I picked. If it’s not one of the 80 words (which I’ve used for the poem itself), will that be a penalty?
Just asking, and thank you.
Jade
No! As long as the poem contains the 80 words without repetition - there will be no penalty.
So question, with things changing around while I was composing my entry... I now don’t know if I can choose the title I picked. If it’s not one of the 80 words (which I’ve used for the poem itself), will that be a penalty?
Just asking, and thank you.
Jade
No! As long as the poem contains the 80 words without repetition - there will be no penalty.
Anonymous
Related submission no longer exists.
https://deepundergroundpoetry.com/poems/332663-night/
Non-entry entry
80 of the 80 listed words used.
Non-entry entry
80 of the 80 listed words used.
be fell
a dozen grappling insects
work on small kingdoms
around their earth, arranging
her morning skirts into lichens—
breathing least with darkness
as she-moths among stars;
white seeds vanished in fire-light
I tenderly slept, heard nothing
but water; remembered thoughts—
the trees, perfect branches
birds by my bed; night pockets
took me – before something dark
floated between luminous
rose and river stone—
at times, they
— all so full of doom—
who had never thought:
Do better—
fell back.
work on small kingdoms
around their earth, arranging
her morning skirts into lichens—
breathing least with darkness
as she-moths among stars;
white seeds vanished in fire-light
I tenderly slept, heard nothing
but water; remembered thoughts—
the trees, perfect branches
birds by my bed; night pockets
took me – before something dark
floated between luminous
rose and river stone—
at times, they
— all so full of doom—
who had never thought:
Do better—
fell back.
Written by Ahavati
(Tams)
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I only used 80 of the 80 words . . .
Anonymous
Awesome!
You know you want to write another!!!
You know you want to write another!!!
Anonymous
Because we originally had no rules regarding titles, the rules were ammended as follows ( in response to SatinUGal's entry ).
The 80 words listed can be used in the Title and Poem - or - just the Poem.
You may introduce new words into the Poem that are not on the list, but each of these words will incur a penalty. Please highlight these in bold text so we may immediately find them.
You will NOT be penalized for introducing new words into the Title.
The 80 words listed can be used in the Title and Poem - or - just the Poem.
You may introduce new words into the Poem that are not on the list, but each of these words will incur a penalty. Please highlight these in bold text so we may immediately find them.
You will NOT be penalized for introducing new words into the Title.
Anonymous
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Nature, She Thought I Was Sleeping
Birds do.
Least they never took back seeds.
She skirts branches,
tenderly arranging
(work the earth with full pockets)
around me as I slept.
Thoughts fell between stars
before morning light rose.
Tree kingdoms (who heard),
thought at times, by
grappling darkness into
something breathing fire,
Doom had vanished.
But nothing among all their
Small, dark insects
remembered her
dozen perfect white moths.
If River floated in a luminous
night, so better on my bed of
lichens and water stone.
Written by Jade-Pandora
(jade tiger)
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dead reckoning
water rose, full, dark river,
my thoughts, seeds, perfect,
in skirts of a dozen pockets.
grappling trees and branches
all around,
tenderly arranging night.
something so small,
at least the moths
who took me, heard.
with insects, breathing fire,
do their work
among stone kingdom’s birds.
morning light vanished,
‘times ‘thought
I fell into darkness.
the lichens, white, luminous,
as earth, back before,
they remembered her doom.
better if she had slept
on nothing, never floated by,
bed between stars.
my thoughts, seeds, perfect,
in skirts of a dozen pockets.
grappling trees and branches
all around,
tenderly arranging night.
something so small,
at least the moths
who took me, heard.
with insects, breathing fire,
do their work
among stone kingdom’s birds.
morning light vanished,
‘times ‘thought
I fell into darkness.
the lichens, white, luminous,
as earth, back before,
they remembered her doom.
better if she had slept
on nothing, never floated by,
bed between stars.
Written by Hepcat61
(geoff cat)
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