Poetry competition CLOSED 16th December 2011 5:26am
WINNER
ImperfectedStone (The Gardener)
ImperfectedStone (The Gardener)
RUNNER-UP:
UnleashedHeathen
DU Glory 2011 : Natural Beauty.
This is called Sunset.
Sunset of purple, blue and red
Will you paint me another picture tomorrow before I lay my head down.
You show my dreams and forshadow what could be
Suntset of purple,blue, and red; Kill me slowly
Earth brings me the stars that shine so bright
Show my heart in the midnight sky
Oh dear planet; bring me the moon that circles the earth
Show me my life to help me remember experiences since birth
Midnight sky, I can smell your dusk
Show me romance. Give me back my lust
Sunset of purple, blue, and red
Kill me slowly as I lay restless in bed
Sunset of purple, blue and red
Will you paint me another picture tomorrow before I lay my head down.
You show my dreams and forshadow what could be
Suntset of purple,blue, and red; Kill me slowly
Earth brings me the stars that shine so bright
Show my heart in the midnight sky
Oh dear planet; bring me the moon that circles the earth
Show me my life to help me remember experiences since birth
Midnight sky, I can smell your dusk
Show me romance. Give me back my lust
Sunset of purple, blue, and red
Kill me slowly as I lay restless in bed
Anonymous
Thank you Grace & Megan...
Nice entries.
4 days left people.
Al -x-
Nice entries.
4 days left people.
Al -x-
to live outside
amber lights bounce
across damp, crushed autumn leaves
the fleet of black crows, hiding above our heads
in grand oaks, bombard the sky
with their open wings
and your shadow is casting the length of a star
that chases its untimely end here
in the dirt while I watch the river
through my black Ray-Bans
and collect mental photographs
of each singular moment
dancing with silent glory
then you add a kiss
that renders me too ordinary or too peculiar
bound to nature
body and soul.
amber lights bounce
across damp, crushed autumn leaves
the fleet of black crows, hiding above our heads
in grand oaks, bombard the sky
with their open wings
and your shadow is casting the length of a star
that chases its untimely end here
in the dirt while I watch the river
through my black Ray-Bans
and collect mental photographs
of each singular moment
dancing with silent glory
then you add a kiss
that renders me too ordinary or too peculiar
bound to nature
body and soul.
Anonymous
Oooh, lovely write...LA.
Thank you!
Al .
Thank you!
Al .
The star heavens
Her face, resembles
a beautiful angel
The stars are her eyes
And twinkle likewise
Her lips
with a tender kiss
Burn with passion
brighter than the sun
Here hair
always fair
Flow like the comets
and there isn't a flaw in it
Her nose
never cold
Are perfect like the moon
I love you boo
Her face, resembles
a beautiful angel
The stars are her eyes
And twinkle likewise
Her lips
with a tender kiss
Burn with passion
brighter than the sun
Here hair
always fair
Flow like the comets
and there isn't a flaw in it
Her nose
never cold
Are perfect like the moon
I love you boo
Daytime
The sun peeks through the cracks
of the snow capped mountains
wondering what the day will bring
to the land down below.
As its head rises above the
hills, oceans, desserts and forests
Birds begin to sing
Trees sway as if they were
dancing to the song.
Hills arch their backs as
the sun warms their bodies
Redbeat sands jostle as
the dangerous winds increase their speed.
After a long day's work
the sun sleeps on the horizon
waiting for the moon to take over the night.
The sun peeks through the cracks
of the snow capped mountains
wondering what the day will bring
to the land down below.
As its head rises above the
hills, oceans, desserts and forests
Birds begin to sing
Trees sway as if they were
dancing to the song.
Hills arch their backs as
the sun warms their bodies
Redbeat sands jostle as
the dangerous winds increase their speed.
After a long day's work
the sun sleeps on the horizon
waiting for the moon to take over the night.
AliP said:[quote-55356-Muggle]Levi - are you ungrounded mate....
Even with words Muggle your emoticon does not constitute a poem and has not been accepted for judging
to everyone else, including the new entrants ^-above-^ good luck...
[/quote]
Alip I am now going to play the race card!!
Just because i am a little on the dark side does not mean you..YOU with your heavy south African accent can just throw my poem aside like that.SHAME BE ON YOU!!
I s'pose you are the kind of person who tells Ethiopian jokes to your kids whilst eating dinner."I have one papa! what do you call an Ethiopian with a hole in his head" ... "A collection Box"
you sir are nothing short of a Racist! and i for one am deeply disappointed, so disappointed that i think i will take my poem
YES POEM!! (haven't you heard of minimalist poetry???) and enter it into a comp run by someone with a bit more morals.
GOOD DAY TO YOU SIR!!!
-SR
Even with words Muggle your emoticon does not constitute a poem and has not been accepted for judging
to everyone else, including the new entrants ^-above-^ good luck...[/quote] Alip I am now going to play the race card!!
Just because i am a little on the dark side does not mean you..YOU with your heavy south African accent can just throw my poem aside like that.SHAME BE ON YOU!!
I s'pose you are the kind of person who tells Ethiopian jokes to your kids whilst eating dinner."I have one papa! what do you call an Ethiopian with a hole in his head" ... "A collection Box"
you sir are nothing short of a Racist! and i for one am deeply disappointed, so disappointed that i think i will take my poem
YES POEM!! (haven't you heard of minimalist poetry???) and enter it into a comp run by someone with a bit more morals.
GOOD DAY TO YOU SIR!!!
-SR
Anonymous
Muggle said:Alip I am now going to play the race card!!
Just because i am a little on the dark side does not mean you..YOU with your heavy south African accent can just throw my poem aside like that.SHAME BE ON YOU!!
I s'pose you are the kind of person who tells Ethiopian jokes to your kids whilst eating dinner."I have one papa! what do you call an Ethiopian with a hole in his head" ... "A collection Box"
you sir are nothing short of a Racist! and i for one am deeply disappointed, so disappointed that i think i will take my poem
YES POEM!! (haven't you heard of minimalist poetry???) and enter it into a comp run by someone with a bit more morals.
GOOD DAY TO YOU SIR!!!
-SR
With respect Muggle,
SHAME ON ME?? are you mad??? SHAME ON ME??
On this thread we have people who have stayed up night after night writing re-hashing and perfecting beautiful poems in an attempt to be beautiful. And you come here throw a sentence and smile on the page, and expect us to fall to the ground in awe...
No sir SHAME ON YOU!!
P.S.
What do you call a sentence on a page written by an Etheopian?
A fucken BOOK!
Blue Skies anyway!
Al .
Just because i am a little on the dark side does not mean you..YOU with your heavy south African accent can just throw my poem aside like that.SHAME BE ON YOU!!
I s'pose you are the kind of person who tells Ethiopian jokes to your kids whilst eating dinner."I have one papa! what do you call an Ethiopian with a hole in his head" ... "A collection Box"
you sir are nothing short of a Racist! and i for one am deeply disappointed, so disappointed that i think i will take my poem
YES POEM!! (haven't you heard of minimalist poetry???) and enter it into a comp run by someone with a bit more morals.
GOOD DAY TO YOU SIR!!!
-SR
With respect Muggle,
SHAME ON ME?? are you mad??? SHAME ON ME??
On this thread we have people who have stayed up night after night writing re-hashing and perfecting beautiful poems in an attempt to be beautiful. And you come here throw a sentence and smile on the page, and expect us to fall to the ground in awe...
No sir SHAME ON YOU!!
P.S.
What do you call a sentence on a page written by an Etheopian?
A fucken BOOK!
Blue Skies anyway!
Al .
Anonymous
sunnet
there is this way
that the sea
helplessly catches the sunlight
in the morning
coddling it under a sea foam breast
until it becomes a flightless
mercurial fog
an underwater Mars
and we're known to look at the sun and say
"it's so far away"
instead of looking to the sea
where lukewarm waters
are nebulously carrying it away
there is this way
that the sea
helplessly catches the sunlight
in the morning
coddling it under a sea foam breast
until it becomes a flightless
mercurial fog
an underwater Mars
and we're known to look at the sun and say
"it's so far away"
instead of looking to the sea
where lukewarm waters
are nebulously carrying it away
Objects of the Night
The wind kisses my face as I lay in the damp grass,
The stars spread before me like the toys in front of a child.
I love the night,
Its mysterious, beautiful, and frightning all together.
The night holds the most mighty of all secrets,
It gives the best opportunity for love.
The moon, more beautiful than body of a woman,
The moon will never lie to you or cheat on you.
She will never hurt you,
The moon is a special kind of beautiful, absolutely breathtaking.
The nightmares,
Horrible and pulse pumping.
They keep your adrenaline pumping,
They keep you aware and on your toes.
The sound of the country darkness is deafeningly silent,
I love the dark silence.
Better ability to think,
Better way to imagine.
The wind kisses my face as I lay in the damp grass,
The stars spread before me like the toys in front of a child.
I love the night,
Its mysterious, beautiful, and frightning all together.
The night holds the most mighty of all secrets,
It gives the best opportunity for love.
The moon, more beautiful than body of a woman,
The moon will never lie to you or cheat on you.
She will never hurt you,
The moon is a special kind of beautiful, absolutely breathtaking.
The nightmares,
Horrible and pulse pumping.
They keep your adrenaline pumping,
They keep you aware and on your toes.
The sound of the country darkness is deafeningly silent,
I love the dark silence.
Better ability to think,
Better way to imagine.
Anonymous
aglitch said:sunnet
there is this way
that the sun
helplessly catches the sunlight
in the morning
coddling it under a sea foam breast
until it becomes a flightless
mercurial fog
an underwater Mars
and we're known to look at the sun and say
"it's so far away"
instead of looking to the sea
where lukewarm waters
are nebulously carrying it away
Excuse me if I'm wrong, but I believe the second line should read 'sea', not 'sun'?
DP
there is this way
that the sun
helplessly catches the sunlight
in the morning
coddling it under a sea foam breast
until it becomes a flightless
mercurial fog
an underwater Mars
and we're known to look at the sun and say
"it's so far away"
instead of looking to the sea
where lukewarm waters
are nebulously carrying it away
Excuse me if I'm wrong, but I believe the second line should read 'sea', not 'sun'?
DP
