Poetry competition CLOSED 21st March 2024 3:22pm
WINNER
wallyroo92
wallyroo92
RUNNERS-UP:
slipalong
and Rew
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Turritopsis dohrnii\the immortal jellyfish
Poetry Contest Description
write inspired by the title\topic
Turritopsis dohrnii are an immortal type of Jellyfish, apparently when they die a process occurs that brings forth new life
If the start of jellyfish life wasn’t extraordinary enough, its death is where things get really exciting. When the medusa the immortal jellyfish (Turritopsis dohrnii) dies, it sinks to the ocean floor and begins to decay. Amazingly, its cells then reaggregate, not into a new medusa, but into polyps, and from these polyps emerge new jellyfish. The jellyfish has skipped to an earlier life stage to begin again.
moon jellyfish are also an immortal species
https://www.bbcearth.com/news/the-jellyfish-that-never-dies
I find it fascinating knowing there are immortal species after all
in this competition I would like you to
write a piece inspired by this
no maximum length, minimum 60 words
no explicit material please
no erotica
title your works
one month
new works only
image moon jelly fish\getty
have fun
The Immortals
they swim in the currents of the deep blue sea
with grace that not all could see
never stop to preen on its beauty
they live devoid of care, grief or glee
silky tendrils glowing softly in the water
liquid flow caressed by the ocean tide
graceful dances on sun kissed wonder
of the sea where mysteries abide
death is not the final destination
for the Turritopsis dohrnii
their immortality is nature's present
for a life without adventurous uncertainty
upon death they sink onto the bottom
deep in their marine domain
resting in pieces in the depth of gloom
awake and enter life as more of them.
with grace that not all could see
never stop to preen on its beauty
they live devoid of care, grief or glee
silky tendrils glowing softly in the water
liquid flow caressed by the ocean tide
graceful dances on sun kissed wonder
of the sea where mysteries abide
death is not the final destination
for the Turritopsis dohrnii
their immortality is nature's present
for a life without adventurous uncertainty
upon death they sink onto the bottom
deep in their marine domain
resting in pieces in the depth of gloom
awake and enter life as more of them.
Written by Grace
(IDryad)
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Long live the jellyfish
In the brine of forgotten ages,
Drift the jellyfish, translucent and eternal,
their bodies pulsing with borrowed light,
a dance of impermanence.
We mere mortals envy your secret pact,
to give up persecution for eternity,
and embrace the abyss of oblivion,
where memories dissolve like salt in water.
Let us grant them our coveted gift:
Immortality, wrapped in gelatinous grace,
while we, the fleeting sparks of existence,
dive headlong into the oblivious void.
For what is human life but a flash,
a phosphorescent glow against the void
and what is death but a return to the depths
where jellyfish reign, eternal and serene?
So let's raise our glasses to the jellyfish,
the guardians of forgotten time
and toast to our sweet dissolution,
as we approach the cosmic unknown.
Drift the jellyfish, translucent and eternal,
their bodies pulsing with borrowed light,
a dance of impermanence.
We mere mortals envy your secret pact,
to give up persecution for eternity,
and embrace the abyss of oblivion,
where memories dissolve like salt in water.
Let us grant them our coveted gift:
Immortality, wrapped in gelatinous grace,
while we, the fleeting sparks of existence,
dive headlong into the oblivious void.
For what is human life but a flash,
a phosphorescent glow against the void
and what is death but a return to the depths
where jellyfish reign, eternal and serene?
So let's raise our glasses to the jellyfish,
the guardians of forgotten time
and toast to our sweet dissolution,
as we approach the cosmic unknown.
Written by PAR
(PAULO ACACIO RAMOS)
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Let's hear it for the Stromatolites
T. dohrnii or the Stromatolite
which of these creatures would you rather be,
the hard-worked one, immortal, born to die
then reborn again thus, so endlessly?
Ah, poor T. dohrnii never knows peace
stressed or starved to death then forced to rebirth
a never ending cycle no release,
cursed to wander oceans and seas, of earth...
But Stromatolites, Earth's oldest life form,
a strange sleeping fossil made oxygen,
and kissed into life breathing as the norm
these five-hundred million years, just gone.
Photosynthesing air under night's cloak
I'd be that stone, dreamless, who never woke.
which of these creatures would you rather be,
the hard-worked one, immortal, born to die
then reborn again thus, so endlessly?
Ah, poor T. dohrnii never knows peace
stressed or starved to death then forced to rebirth
a never ending cycle no release,
cursed to wander oceans and seas, of earth...
But Stromatolites, Earth's oldest life form,
a strange sleeping fossil made oxygen,
and kissed into life breathing as the norm
these five-hundred million years, just gone.
Photosynthesing air under night's cloak
I'd be that stone, dreamless, who never woke.
Written by Rew
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There is Transformation in Death
For some species on earth,
there is transformation in death, a renaissance
if you will, becoming young all over again, whether you
see it as reincarnation or rebirth, a new life begins. There is
transformation in death, some lifeforms can be considered
immortal, the cycle continues underneath the ocean waves,
filling the sea with vibrant and deadly limbs. But that’s the
way nature has made them out to be, a wonderful creation of
beauty and wonder, for when their time comes,
death will give birth to a new generation.
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Written by wallyroo92
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The blue alien
The blue alien
If ever there was an alien form
Blue jellyfish sailing around in swarms
They floated from down on parachutes
Millions of years hence to land in the gloop
Founding, a habitat
In the muddy dark morass
They held a secret long unknown
The envy of all living forms
The gift of perpetuity
to clone, gain longevity
retrace the steps from death to birth
reproduce, and then disperse
transparency so complex
Medusa a Gorgon an unearthly flesh
Just aliens waiting with just one swish
Holding the grail to forever exist
If ever there was an alien form
Blue jellyfish sailing around in swarms
They floated from down on parachutes
Millions of years hence to land in the gloop
Founding, a habitat
In the muddy dark morass
They held a secret long unknown
The envy of all living forms
The gift of perpetuity
to clone, gain longevity
retrace the steps from death to birth
reproduce, and then disperse
transparency so complex
Medusa a Gorgon an unearthly flesh
Just aliens waiting with just one swish
Holding the grail to forever exist
Written by slipalong
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THANK YOU all fellow DU poets for your participation in this competition, much appreciated all of your works!
CONGRATS to WALLY for a splendid poem, loved the visuals too, REW and SLIP such creative cobwebs!!!
Until a next time, shine on all you crazy diamonds, greets
Rianne
CONGRATS to WALLY for a splendid poem, loved the visuals too, REW and SLIP such creative cobwebs!!!
Until a next time, shine on all you crazy diamonds, greets
Rianne
Congratulations to Rew and Slipalong for standing on the podium. Thank you very much to our host, Anne for the honor on this comp. It was a very unique concept and I have to stay a challenging one at that.
Hope everyone is doing well.
Hope everyone is doing well.
