Poetry competition CLOSED 25th July 2013 7:54pm
WINNER
ZexionKingdomHeart
ZexionKingdomHeart
RUNNERS-UP:
PsychicApocalypse
and Carpe_Noctem
Tangled in 50?
Anonymous
Poetry Contest Description
see below...
All welcome!
2 entries max, each
no collabs, no old poems
1 week-inbox me any questions
Give me 50 words (plus or minus a few)inspired by the following song title...
"Tangled up in Blue"
no other rules-just go for it :-)
2 entries max, each
no collabs, no old poems
1 week-inbox me any questions
Give me 50 words (plus or minus a few)inspired by the following song title...
"Tangled up in Blue"
no other rules-just go for it :-)
Anonymous
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Anonymous
Madame, thank you-great stuff-and you set the bar high to kick us off!
Anonymous
get your entry in here Mr. Engineer! :-)
-A Change Of Scenery-
Walking blind into the unknown
the hardest part is taking the first step
the plot thickens
tiptoeing turns to running
the hunter is now the prey
you've accepted the role of the victim by refusing to commit
take the step and mean it
we both know you're better than this...
Walking blind into the unknown
the hardest part is taking the first step
the plot thickens
tiptoeing turns to running
the hunter is now the prey
you've accepted the role of the victim by refusing to commit
take the step and mean it
we both know you're better than this...
Anonymous
nice work, MGC- thank you :-)
Anonymous
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Anonymous
No problemo! I love the pic too-glad you shared it :-)
http://imageshack.us/a/img14/2744/faceundertherainbowinas.jpg
"Height's of Treasure's and Bird's"
Grazing over through the trees.
The blue sky glowed royally.
A rolling stone I was down at this poets path.
Coin's no longer matter treasures not in the math.
Mirage falls silent in the mist of all those trees.
But the glowing blueness of it all still beckons to me.
The blue sky glowed royally.
A rolling stone I was down at this poets path.
Coin's no longer matter treasures not in the math.
Mirage falls silent in the mist of all those trees.
But the glowing blueness of it all still beckons to me.
Your glance falls onto my face,
Covered in a black lace.
While I stare at the cold stone,
Belonging to the man who left me alone.
Sinking into the deep blue sea,
Depression devouring me.
"Goodbye my love, I'll miss you.
I'll wait here on earth, tangled up in blue."
50 words, exactly.
Covered in a black lace.
While I stare at the cold stone,
Belonging to the man who left me alone.
Sinking into the deep blue sea,
Depression devouring me.
"Goodbye my love, I'll miss you.
I'll wait here on earth, tangled up in blue."
50 words, exactly.
Well oiled machine
dying at the heart
Dig deep into pockets
buy your way
a dollar bill
for your soul
Here's your ticket
to the promise land
You live by the wage
then you fucking die a slave
White collar tangled up in Blue
Creativity sparks revolution
welcome to the new world order
Anonymous
great so far..thank's everyone!
http://koogimama.files.wordpress.com/2010/10/underwater.jpg
She was such beautiful girl,
now bound to a rock and tied.
She was thrown in the blue,
and left under there to die.
She can see the water,
right above her head.
Her lungs scream for oxygen,
the ocean, now her deathbed.
Her hair floats,
like an ever glowing flame.
She slowly drowns, tangled up in blue,
never to be seen again.
(63 words, is it too much?)
