Poetry competition CLOSED 11th December 2013 10:01pm
WINNER
tdguand (Diana Morada)
tdguand (Diana Morada)
RUNNER-UP:
gardenlover
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compare and constrast
Poetry Contest Description
compare it poetry or prose. either type will work
compare and contrast 2 things I compared poetry and prose for you who don't know the difference. here you go
Patterns and rhyme make words flow together, like the way a ball falls off the wall at the tall mans’ call. That is a play on the way the word “all” is in all the words and allows the words to flow off the tongue and create a pattern and almost a rhyme. Patterns can take place anywhere. The way the words are organized and structured. Poem poets arrange their words to form pictures and motions. Take for example Ellen Hopkins her words form different things like stop signs and hands, teardrops, flowers, pills, all different kind of things.
Prose without patterns or rhymes at all. Sentence’s to a point, just enough to portray the thought. A beginning a middle and an end. A birth, a life, and a death. Like everything it has enough to keep the attention. More like a paragraph then a rearranging of words into lines of different lengths. Not rhyming or having a pattern of lengths and words that matter. Prose is a variety that is so vast that it is limitless and unending in the things that you can do. Telling a story or a tale that doesn’t end just goes on until you just have to stop.
now its your turn
Patterns and rhyme make words flow together, like the way a ball falls off the wall at the tall mans’ call. That is a play on the way the word “all” is in all the words and allows the words to flow off the tongue and create a pattern and almost a rhyme. Patterns can take place anywhere. The way the words are organized and structured. Poem poets arrange their words to form pictures and motions. Take for example Ellen Hopkins her words form different things like stop signs and hands, teardrops, flowers, pills, all different kind of things.
Prose without patterns or rhymes at all. Sentence’s to a point, just enough to portray the thought. A beginning a middle and an end. A birth, a life, and a death. Like everything it has enough to keep the attention. More like a paragraph then a rearranging of words into lines of different lengths. Not rhyming or having a pattern of lengths and words that matter. Prose is a variety that is so vast that it is limitless and unending in the things that you can do. Telling a story or a tale that doesn’t end just goes on until you just have to stop.
now its your turn
Compare & Contrast Fucking & Love Making
Fucking is when two people have sex consensually
The enjoyment of the other, purely incidentally
Love making by contrast is when each lover
Makes sure the enjoyment is shared with the other.
Fucking is when two people have sex consensually
The enjoyment of the other, purely incidentally
Love making by contrast is when each lover
Makes sure the enjoyment is shared with the other.
Compare and Contrast: Love vs. The Folly of Being Comforted
In love we wish to give and receive.
Love is what in we both believe.
Comfortable are we in each others presence,
We yearn to pay eachother romantic reverence.
Being comforted may cause you to have
Your emotions mistaken for love.
O, being comforted can be merely a hug.
In being comforted you are purely grateful
Only to receive.
In being comforted, emotions do deceive.
In love we wish to give and receive.
Love is what in we both believe.
Comfortable are we in each others presence,
We yearn to pay eachother romantic reverence.
Being comforted may cause you to have
Your emotions mistaken for love.
O, being comforted can be merely a hug.
In being comforted you are purely grateful
Only to receive.
In being comforted, emotions do deceive.
Kramer versus Kramer
"so why do it
pick it up, lick it, chew it
then suck out the juices
with all the goodness
and spit out the dry dead meat
like it never tasted so damn good in the first place
never mind, your face says it all"
"ahh well, you can keep your sainthood, you fool
what good will it do you, when your heart stops
I'd rather live now [i]and live after too
so I'll spend my days doing things my way
you can say what you like
to the other one
what you need, is a pair of thighs
wrapped around you, a pair of lips touching you
and a passionate lady
fucking the life into you
so how 'bout go ahead and do that
then come back to me
with your ethics and moralities [/i]"
"so why do it
pick it up, lick it, chew it
then suck out the juices
with all the goodness
and spit out the dry dead meat
like it never tasted so damn good in the first place
never mind, your face says it all"
"ahh well, you can keep your sainthood, you fool
what good will it do you, when your heart stops
I'd rather live now [i]and live after too
so I'll spend my days doing things my way
you can say what you like
to the other one
what you need, is a pair of thighs
wrapped around you, a pair of lips touching you
and a passionate lady
fucking the life into you
so how 'bout go ahead and do that
then come back to me
with your ethics and moralities [/i]"
Anonymous
To Worry Or Care Less?
I've got two ways to get through this thing
One path calls for complete disregard
The other,more a tightrope walk over bottomless
Fire pits
To worry, the incessant way of the careful
Or to blunder ignorantly without a care
Thing is, both roads lead there
To the end, the exit after curtain close
The same place we end up in
No matter the road
might as well forget
Live like life is breath to breath
And surrender the rest
The prize is death
No matter how you play
Love and being In love
When you love someone you care
you share
your worries and complaints
all the dumb things and your disdain
to be in love
means so much more
this one person
becomes your world.
not only do you sympathize
but you empathize
you feel their pain
you feel their disdain
they make you better
they rise you up but to be in love
the must love you back.
When you love someone you care
you share
your worries and complaints
all the dumb things and your disdain
to be in love
means so much more
this one person
becomes your world.
not only do you sympathize
but you empathize
you feel their pain
you feel their disdain
they make you better
they rise you up but to be in love
the must love you back.
Anonymous
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