Poetry competition CLOSED 11th January 2015 00:45am
WINNER
Astyanax (Ceejay)
Astyanax (Ceejay)
RUNNERS-UP:
Grace
and Simplepasserby
New Year with Cheer
Poetry Contest Description
Bring in 2015 with a rallying cry
Write a poem with the theme of the New Year, of 2015, and make it a feel-good poem. Lift my spirits, raise my attention, and make my mouth grin and my heart beat proud.
Rules and regulations
Maximum 250 words: make it short and snappy I am not looking for a lengthy treatise today.
Maximum entry is 3 per poet.
Erotic poems are welcomed, but I am looking more to feel optimistic than randy.
Sarcasm, perhaps maybes and possibilities are not banned but are not looked for.
No Dark, Angry, Depressive, or altogether denying themed poems.
Bonus points for having some rhyme and alliteration but go whole hog and you might as well go home.
The theme is the New Year, and that can mean the New Year celebrations or the events, hopes, dreams and feats the New Year will bring.
I will endeavour to post a comment here about each poem to provide some feedaback. Actual concrete results such as scores are pending. Anyone else feel free to post a brief comment if a particular poem or piece stands out and you think deserves a mention.
Such is my desire and command, so shall it be. Good luck and good writing.
Rules and regulations
Maximum 250 words: make it short and snappy I am not looking for a lengthy treatise today.
Maximum entry is 3 per poet.
Erotic poems are welcomed, but I am looking more to feel optimistic than randy.
Sarcasm, perhaps maybes and possibilities are not banned but are not looked for.
No Dark, Angry, Depressive, or altogether denying themed poems.
Bonus points for having some rhyme and alliteration but go whole hog and you might as well go home.
The theme is the New Year, and that can mean the New Year celebrations or the events, hopes, dreams and feats the New Year will bring.
I will endeavour to post a comment here about each poem to provide some feedaback. Actual concrete results such as scores are pending. Anyone else feel free to post a brief comment if a particular poem or piece stands out and you think deserves a mention.
Such is my desire and command, so shall it be. Good luck and good writing.
Happy New Year, Cratchit
Resounding hurrahs and babble of voices
pratty sounds like falling down the stairs
they will sing to the auld lang syne
satiated with bottles of wine
dancing with bloaty vigour
flying kisses from their hot little hands
that the new year will bring
seen through windows of fat people
blowing trumpets and farting instead
stomach jiggling within waistcoats
wobbly chests of ladies just back
from their dear ‘skin’ doctor
across the road the others
will celebrate with bread and margarine
and coconut flavoured sweets
giving thanks to a benevolent creator
for the land and the water
inhabited by their sustenance
Tiny Tim and Daddy walk the mile
he will never walk nor will he work
Happy New Year greetings will resound
As cities blaze with burnt money and fireworks.
Resounding hurrahs and babble of voices
pratty sounds like falling down the stairs
they will sing to the auld lang syne
satiated with bottles of wine
dancing with bloaty vigour
flying kisses from their hot little hands
that the new year will bring
seen through windows of fat people
blowing trumpets and farting instead
stomach jiggling within waistcoats
wobbly chests of ladies just back
from their dear ‘skin’ doctor
across the road the others
will celebrate with bread and margarine
and coconut flavoured sweets
giving thanks to a benevolent creator
for the land and the water
inhabited by their sustenance
Tiny Tim and Daddy walk the mile
he will never walk nor will he work
Happy New Year greetings will resound
As cities blaze with burnt money and fireworks.
(Written to amuse the members of a band I belong to):
A Rime for the New Year
Now ‘tis the brave New Year, a gladsome time,
When churls and lords alike do raise a cup,
And crying ‘Cheers!’ swill down their pints of ale,
Of which the half-pint measure doth least harm,
(Unless thou drinkst it with a swinish thirst).
But let’s not think on that, now is the time
To raise a glass and sing a jocund song,
Mayhap ‘Ye Promised Land’ or ‘Maybelline’,
Or something by Ye Stones, a famèd band,
Much loved for songs of Afric maids, I trow,
Whose lay of Sugar Brown would cause much stir
And divers acts of foolish terpsichore
Like they were mad that thronged the crowded floor.
‘When thou walkst in the Room’ we could essay,
‘An Hard Day’s Night’ and ‘Dost thou wish to dance’;
With these we’d make the rafters ring, God wot!
So here’s to New Year’s mirth throughout the land,
And many gigges for our merrie Band.
A Rime for the New Year
Now ‘tis the brave New Year, a gladsome time,
When churls and lords alike do raise a cup,
And crying ‘Cheers!’ swill down their pints of ale,
Of which the half-pint measure doth least harm,
(Unless thou drinkst it with a swinish thirst).
But let’s not think on that, now is the time
To raise a glass and sing a jocund song,
Mayhap ‘Ye Promised Land’ or ‘Maybelline’,
Or something by Ye Stones, a famèd band,
Much loved for songs of Afric maids, I trow,
Whose lay of Sugar Brown would cause much stir
And divers acts of foolish terpsichore
Like they were mad that thronged the crowded floor.
‘When thou walkst in the Room’ we could essay,
‘An Hard Day’s Night’ and ‘Dost thou wish to dance’;
With these we’d make the rafters ring, God wot!
So here’s to New Year’s mirth throughout the land,
And many gigges for our merrie Band.
Thank you very much Grace for the first entry. Though it does not resonate with me as an altogether uplifting and positive poem. On the other hand I find it a well crafted and 'just so' (the words do not feel wasted and superflous) poem that speaks of your experience and talent. The last two stanzas leave a slightly bitter taste for me, in comparison to the raucous opening stanzas. Definitely one for me to reconsider, as I feel with re-reading and time it will bloom for me like a majestic tree.
- A response from me, though not entirely sure it can be said to be criticism or critique.
- A response from me, though not entirely sure it can be said to be criticism or critique.
Twas brillig and thy words doth raise thy spirit like unto yonder eagle. This mouth of mine is neither idle and doth rejoice at such ribald tales such as would be found at thy lord's feast in the castle. Methinks sire Ceejay shall sup deep of my gratitude and be garnered with bonus points for the style of language. I definitely like it for its quirks.
Thanks to both of your for entering so far, seems the standard and style is high, but there is still all to play for.
Thanks to both of your for entering so far, seems the standard and style is high, but there is still all to play for.
A happier Year ahead
Hog stands in penned grass
fat to the slaughter
to adorn his master's table
nudging the mugs of beer
to witness cries of cheers
clinking of full goblets
simpering maids dressed foolishly
in body hugging contraptions
a happy new year they'll cry
wrenching off legs and ribs
of still chicken and pigs
dressed up in goey liquid
Hog faints in the heat
so they pass him by
that one's dead they thought
leaving with other squealing pigs
Alone in the sty
grunting among garbage
Hog will face a happier new year
living an interesting serene life
That'll do, Pig
that'll do.
*a happier write, I hope.*
Hog stands in penned grass
fat to the slaughter
to adorn his master's table
nudging the mugs of beer
to witness cries of cheers
clinking of full goblets
simpering maids dressed foolishly
in body hugging contraptions
a happy new year they'll cry
wrenching off legs and ribs
of still chicken and pigs
dressed up in goey liquid
Hog faints in the heat
so they pass him by
that one's dead they thought
leaving with other squealing pigs
Alone in the sty
grunting among garbage
Hog will face a happier new year
living an interesting serene life
That'll do, Pig
that'll do.
*a happier write, I hope.*
A happier write indeed, though still with that high craft you seem to do so effortlessly. You kinda have me hanging on the imagery of 'body hugging contraptions'.... Moving on, I absolutely love the animal kindness, at least for the hog and the last lines cannot help but make me grin.
Still plenty of time to enter, time to refine, and time to kick back after entering and relax. Cheers.
Still plenty of time to enter, time to refine, and time to kick back after entering and relax. Cheers.
per aspera ad astra
from uninspired dull greys
through faded blues
into aquamarine shimmers
albeit with still withdrawn
mossy patches
dotted optimistic
with lemony eyes
chipped details
in the purplish
backgrounds
that stood turned
as borderings
her next streaks
an unexpected splatter
crunchy sand skins
in a smothered freefall
all over
but in some sudden risen
clayey cemeteries
that played cards
like bitly-curtailed freedom
over them
a snowman featured
in starkly white goemetries
before I faintly remembered
her previous year's pink series
in her silent violet tee
matched
with an abstract-dotted skirt
her cutely illumining
platinized canvas
got whitewashed
a decision
blank and clear
touchscreen
bed of Leucas aspera
with million strung units
of tubular honey stalks
each waited to be drunk
and deeply explored
from uninspired dull greys
through faded blues
into aquamarine shimmers
albeit with still withdrawn
mossy patches
dotted optimistic
with lemony eyes
chipped details
in the purplish
backgrounds
that stood turned
as borderings
her next streaks
an unexpected splatter
crunchy sand skins
in a smothered freefall
all over
but in some sudden risen
clayey cemeteries
that played cards
like bitly-curtailed freedom
over them
a snowman featured
in starkly white goemetries
before I faintly remembered
her previous year's pink series
in her silent violet tee
matched
with an abstract-dotted skirt
her cutely illumining
platinized canvas
got whitewashed
a decision
blank and clear
touchscreen
bed of Leucas aspera
with million strung units
of tubular honey stalks
each waited to be drunk
and deeply explored
I think I missed the New Year theme in your piece suma but deeply enjoyed the spectrum journey none the less. I like to think of the New year as a fresh start and blank (ish) canvas and your piece just resounds with an explosion of colour to serve as a worthy backdrop. Looks like this is the poem going for the vegeatation vote.
May this year be bright,
May this year be marry,
May this year awaken your sight,
May this year be happy vibrant,
May this year be as a shiny day
And not a cold night.
May happiness spread,
Far and near,
May you conquer every fear,
May this be the most happy lovely,
Wonderfully Peaceful, year!
May this year be marry,
May this year awaken your sight,
May this year be happy vibrant,
May this year be as a shiny day
And not a cold night.
May happiness spread,
Far and near,
May you conquer every fear,
May this be the most happy lovely,
Wonderfully Peaceful, year!
I entered this in another competition. But being it was my mantra for the new year, I thought I'd recycle it here.
http://i1317.photobucket.com/albums/t623/curlycue23/breathpoetry3_zps82026828.png
BREATHE POETRY
Breathe Poetry; inhale life, exhale love.
Breathe Poetry; let words compose music.
Breathe Poetry; with each expiration
Let there be creation.
Breathe Poetry; least your soul
Becomes a black hole.
Now, take a deep poetic breath.
http://i1317.photobucket.com/albums/t623/curlycue23/breathpoetry3_zps82026828.png
BREATHE POETRY
Breathe Poetry; inhale life, exhale love.
Breathe Poetry; let words compose music.
Breathe Poetry; with each expiration
Let there be creation.
Breathe Poetry; least your soul
Becomes a black hole.
Now, take a deep poetic breath.
Ceejay hast won mine favour and won thy glory with 'A Rime for the New Year'.
With Grace's 'A Happier Year Ahead' a close second, and Aces' piece a close third.
Archaic knights beat yoga pants pig and modern mantras; who knew!
Thank you all for entering, may all your future words be wonderful.
With Grace's 'A Happier Year Ahead' a close second, and Aces' piece a close third.
Archaic knights beat yoga pants pig and modern mantras; who knew!
Thank you all for entering, may all your future words be wonderful.
