Poetry competition CLOSED 29th October 2021 9:34am
WINNER
wallyroo92
wallyroo92
RUNNER-UP:
eswaller
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The volcano
Poetry Contest Description
Poem of rhyme or pros about volcanic activity (geological or emotional)
Poem limit 42 lines (no epics)
original work only no pre-writes
two entries per capita
As the volcano in La Palma is still active, take inspiration from its awe, perhaps emotional tempest? I will submit an offering to get things started
original work only no pre-writes
two entries per capita
As the volcano in La Palma is still active, take inspiration from its awe, perhaps emotional tempest? I will submit an offering to get things started
Boiling over (La palma`s volcano)
Like ants they flee, or shipwrecked rats
from the anger that has no reverse
the earth beat its chest and spat
now its dormancy had been disturbed
Precocious temper, as it woke
the starting pistol thundered loud
teenager, go off on one, unprovoked
fling its arms, a redhead with incandescence, shout
Unconstrained the boiling pot
overflows and spews the slick
This is raw beauty, not some despot
it's red tongues, devouring as they lick
Hot ash and smoke its waving flag
reclaim the moonscape, anoint with virgin land
in bawdiness it billows and it brags
stamps its foot, I AM supreme command
Black highways forged from rivers red
loss that only ever adds
creation stood upon its head
the sulphur smoke that makes you gasp
A majesty that cant be bought
striking like a serpent waiting poised
to it, our lives are less than nought
Natures bees hot sting, a long time sore
from the anger that has no reverse
the earth beat its chest and spat
now its dormancy had been disturbed
Precocious temper, as it woke
the starting pistol thundered loud
teenager, go off on one, unprovoked
fling its arms, a redhead with incandescence, shout
Unconstrained the boiling pot
overflows and spews the slick
This is raw beauty, not some despot
it's red tongues, devouring as they lick
Hot ash and smoke its waving flag
reclaim the moonscape, anoint with virgin land
in bawdiness it billows and it brags
stamps its foot, I AM supreme command
Black highways forged from rivers red
loss that only ever adds
creation stood upon its head
the sulphur smoke that makes you gasp
A majesty that cant be bought
striking like a serpent waiting poised
to it, our lives are less than nought
Natures bees hot sting, a long time sore
Written by slipalong
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Flowing Lava
Luscious lava spilling from her center
Like an explosion. People run away
In terror but it is how this earth was
Built, from spilled lava and tremors
Like an earthquake. The earth sways
And tilts but somehow like a vase
Or a sailing ship we keep steady.
Like an explosion. People run away
In terror but it is how this earth was
Built, from spilled lava and tremors
Like an earthquake. The earth sways
And tilts but somehow like a vase
Or a sailing ship we keep steady.
Written by eswaller
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thanks for your entry WR I had hoped for more support as I have well over 400 competition entries. It deflates one a little and I reasoned that broadening the brief to emotional eruption would add to the appeal. It seems the eternal themes will always attract the crowd
PS recently celebrated four score years ( maybe the oldest on the group)? Regards Slip
PS recently celebrated four score years ( maybe the oldest on the group)? Regards Slip
