Poetry competition CLOSED 29th March 2023 00:34am
WINNER
mcjay
mcjay
RUNNERS-UP:
Jordan
and ConsequentialChaos
Sonnets Aplenty!
Poetry Contest Description
Compose a Shakespearean style sonnet
Since I am temporarily unemployed and stuck at home with the gray sky blues, I thought it would be fun to see who all the secret sonneteers are at DUP.
Rules are basic, just follow the rhyme scheme and meter that the Bard of Avon used with his famous sonnets, such as Sonnet #29.
One of my favorites.
"When, in disgrace with fortune and men’s eyes,
I all alone beweep my outcast state,
And trouble deaf heaven with my bootless cries,
And look upon myself, and curse my fate,
Wishing me like to one more rich in hope,
Featur’d like him, like him with friends possess’d,
Desiring this man’s art and that man’s scope,
With what I most enjoy contented least;
Yet in these thoughts myself almost despising,
Haply I think on thee, and then my state,
Like to the lark at break of day arising
From sullen earth, sings hymns at heaven’s gate;
For thy sweet love remember’d such wealth brings
That then I scorn to change my state with kings."
—William Shakespeare
Try as best you can to match the iambic pentameter, but don't give yourself a stoke about it.
Have fun!
Push me, pull me (a motherfucking sonnet)
I whispered fuck you like a sweet love song
when you bound my hands with your black silk tie
you pulled back yet my spine stayed straight, stayed strong
your hand in my hair, violence in my eyes
I struggled, knees weak, your tongue traced my need
just as hungry to touch you in return
You eased in me gently, I did concede
As my soft longing turned into slow burn
Then raging heat, sweaty skin, open eyes
your fingers clamped on my waist as you slammed
hard into me from my lips wresting cries
with wet slaps of our sex my mind was damned
We whispered fuck you sweet like a petal
played the song back as fucking death metal
Author's note: FUCK YOU SHAKESPEARE!
Real Author's note: I wanted to put on a strap on, and see if I could spread a f sonnet. It took a TON of lube. How'd I do?
when you bound my hands with your black silk tie
you pulled back yet my spine stayed straight, stayed strong
your hand in my hair, violence in my eyes
I struggled, knees weak, your tongue traced my need
just as hungry to touch you in return
You eased in me gently, I did concede
As my soft longing turned into slow burn
Then raging heat, sweaty skin, open eyes
your fingers clamped on my waist as you slammed
hard into me from my lips wresting cries
with wet slaps of our sex my mind was damned
We whispered fuck you sweet like a petal
played the song back as fucking death metal
Author's note: FUCK YOU SHAKESPEARE!
Real Author's note: I wanted to put on a strap on, and see if I could spread a f sonnet. It took a TON of lube. How'd I do?
Written by Betty
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Half-Spent Wishes
Dandelion in the spring,
half your wishes spent;
carried off on tattered wing,
astride hope’s last lament
purchased wind that wanting bought,
secured upon dead air;
were they wasted without thought,
dispensed without a care?
was each plucked with great concern,
did you and Love conspire?
placed in hands that upwards yearn,
where action meets desire?
gently to the earth I blow,
down where all the wishes go
half your wishes spent;
carried off on tattered wing,
astride hope’s last lament
purchased wind that wanting bought,
secured upon dead air;
were they wasted without thought,
dispensed without a care?
was each plucked with great concern,
did you and Love conspire?
placed in hands that upwards yearn,
where action meets desire?
gently to the earth I blow,
down where all the wishes go
Written by LunaGreyhawk
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Unwarranted Judgement
In your disaffection, I’ve been alone
tormented, shamed, it is me you deject
the wickedness of your tongue, all I’ve known
shunned, an outcast from the pain you deflect
Oblivious you were to secrets kept
you saw a delinquent, misfit at best
a reality, you would not accept
an innocence you had, I was not blessed
Blinded, guided by the youth you perceive
our mismatched histories cannot compare
unable to see the reasons I grieve
you could never have known, you were not there
Disgraceful in your ignorance of thee
knowing not the chronical of my past
formidable truth you refuse to see
judged, left in madness by shadows you cast
Now we are grown, forgiveness in my heart
But wounds that have scarred shall never depart
tormented, shamed, it is me you deject
the wickedness of your tongue, all I’ve known
shunned, an outcast from the pain you deflect
Oblivious you were to secrets kept
you saw a delinquent, misfit at best
a reality, you would not accept
an innocence you had, I was not blessed
Blinded, guided by the youth you perceive
our mismatched histories cannot compare
unable to see the reasons I grieve
you could never have known, you were not there
Disgraceful in your ignorance of thee
knowing not the chronical of my past
formidable truth you refuse to see
judged, left in madness by shadows you cast
Now we are grown, forgiveness in my heart
But wounds that have scarred shall never depart
Written by mel44
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Sabine
You yielded as I carried you away
My comely captive, stolen from your kin
Your eyes so bright, you blushed under my gaze
With charm, dark hair, and alabaster skin
I’ve claimed your plundered beauty as my prize
My comrades coveting your naked form
Though timid, you stand tall and dignified
Your future As A Roman now assured!
With haste I’ll kiss those lips as sweet as wine
To make you My Minerva or Athene
And take you as my wife or concubine
Forget your former life as a Sabine!
I sense ambitious yearning in your soul—
The best choice of the lot—The One I Stole!
My comely captive, stolen from your kin
Your eyes so bright, you blushed under my gaze
With charm, dark hair, and alabaster skin
I’ve claimed your plundered beauty as my prize
My comrades coveting your naked form
Though timid, you stand tall and dignified
Your future As A Roman now assured!
With haste I’ll kiss those lips as sweet as wine
To make you My Minerva or Athene
And take you as my wife or concubine
Forget your former life as a Sabine!
I sense ambitious yearning in your soul—
The best choice of the lot—The One I Stole!
Written by ReggiePoet
(Reggie)
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Dreams of Dusk
The twilight air is filled with golden hue
A soft and gentle light that fills the sky
The birds have all retired, save a few
That sing their songs before they say goodbye
The trees stand tall and silent, bathed in glow
Their leaves afire with the setting sun
The air is cool, a gentle breeze doth blow
As evening settles, day's work is done
And as the darkness falls, the stars do shine
A distant fire that burns so bright and true
They twinkle in the night, a sight divine
A guide for travelers lost and feeling blue
So let us take a moment, breathe the air
And watch the world slip into twilight's snare
A soft and gentle light that fills the sky
The birds have all retired, save a few
That sing their songs before they say goodbye
The trees stand tall and silent, bathed in glow
Their leaves afire with the setting sun
The air is cool, a gentle breeze doth blow
As evening settles, day's work is done
And as the darkness falls, the stars do shine
A distant fire that burns so bright and true
They twinkle in the night, a sight divine
A guide for travelers lost and feeling blue
So let us take a moment, breathe the air
And watch the world slip into twilight's snare
Written by ConsequentialChaos
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Oath of capture
Airborne blue so surely fleeting
Upon my soul the vapours blew
Come hither where the strands are meeting
Enveloping the lives of two
Calm me, morrow. Send me grace
To inhibit the investors decay
A life of wanton spirits enlace
In the fields in which we lay
Separate the spoken harrows
That form illusions kin
Navigate the forgotten narrows
That we both are treading in
Kill me softly with your censure
A forgotten oath of capture
Detail the depths of our adventure
Foreswear the minds enrapture
Sonic confines unending
Pressured speech absolved and bending
Upon my soul the vapours blew
Come hither where the strands are meeting
Enveloping the lives of two
Calm me, morrow. Send me grace
To inhibit the investors decay
A life of wanton spirits enlace
In the fields in which we lay
Separate the spoken harrows
That form illusions kin
Navigate the forgotten narrows
That we both are treading in
Kill me softly with your censure
A forgotten oath of capture
Detail the depths of our adventure
Foreswear the minds enrapture
Sonic confines unending
Pressured speech absolved and bending
Written by Everavalon
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