Zazzle's Annual Spooktacular Halloween Contest

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Hello Dup,
I am hosting my Annual Halloween Poetry Contest.


Because This Comp Is A Holiday Comp
      (HALLOWEEN)
There will be three prizes awarded.

First place winner gets a personalized tag
from me, with their name and credits
and a first place Dup Trophy.

Second place gets a Red Ribbon
Third  place gets a White Ribbon
( no names on the ribbons)


Okay lets begin.
You must pick TWO out of the four pictures I posted here
and write a poem for each using two different style poems...
( This is a two poem mandatory comp)

YOU DO NOT HAVE TO SUBMIT BOTH POEMS AT THE SAME TIME.

You Must Title Your poems.
You Must Mention The Topic You Chose.
8 Line Minimum,
No Max Cap On Words
No Collaborations.

One Month Good Luck Everyone!

NOTE:THESE PICTURES ARE FOR INSPIRATION,
THEY ARE HERE TO ACCENTUATE THE TOPICS
SCARY, SPOOKY, SEXY, AND SILLY


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http://i16.photobucket.com/albums/b43/tabithadrake/Spooky_zpszz0xgne6.gif

http://i16.photobucket.com/albums/b43/tabithadrake/Broomie_Sexy_zpsyxkfbl6v.gif

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                                           First Place Winner

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Thank you to everyone who participated this year, it was a nice turn out..
A special thanks to Sammy4444 who took first place!
A special thanks to Calamatygin and Harlequin
for placing second and third ")
Your prizes will be sent to your inbox here on dup this week ")
Happy Halloween Everyone!

AWESOME, COMP. and GRAPHICS, ZAZZLES. I'll be back for this one. :)~

Excellent!!! Im looking forward to your submission blue_ angel!
w00t w00t!

hi zazzles, my ignorance stands before me! but where do I place my entries (if you'll excuse my wording!) for the comp. Jem

missjem56 said:hi zazzles, my ignorance stands before me! but where do I place my entries (if you'll excuse my wording!) for the comp. Jem


No worries, missjem,
you simply hit reply after you read the comp, ( there is a reply button located to the left,)
and then either write your poem and hit submit reply when you're done, or paste it if u already wrote one, and when you're done hit submit reply.
I hope this helps...
Just so you know , you must pick two topics to write about, meaning you must (Write two poems)
you do not have to submit them at the same time though..

Also u must title your poem/poems and also mention the topic you chose of the four to choose from...
Looking forward to your submission !

Helter helter candy skelter!!
Lawd how i loved Halloween!
🎃🎃🎃🎃🎃🎃🎃🎃🎃🎃

Once a year my Mama backed off bitch...
Found her fun witch...
And let her sugar tooth fly....
(Course she already had the broom hehehe)
Not once belly achin' bout might be belly aches..

Buying plastic masks..
Mass produced creativity..!?
Sacrelige...
Ohh noooo!
We got down 'n dirty 'n the show.

Oh and such wicked conniving plans  
To team up 'n prank..
Get the perfect hysterical laugh ..
AT! Each others expense..of course.
Teehee!

Or better yet,
Just plain ol' scare the bejeezus outta
each other...
Paranoia was rampant in October hehe..the long walk down our dirt road
in the middle of deep woods..
Became a heart thumpin Poe tale..
Or Wes Craven nightmare...
Expectin Jason to jump out from behind a tree..
Or Freddy to pounce from the fridge.
(Mama pulled that one fall. Inspired.)

'N ooh mih gawd!  Frozen water ballons in Mama's bra!? Ha!
"What kinda witch doesn't have a cold tit?" she said all night after askin er'body to feel her up..
Ha! Dad 'bout died.  

My Mother care free, laughin together like friends..
Plottin' 'gainst Dad 'n baby brother.
Just perfection Halloween.

Parents divorced since then,
Old dirt road someone elses stompin grounds.
My son too old to trick or treat.
But have a very special Halloween memory first year after the divorce.

Mom had moved 4 hours away,
My son was one,
Hadn't seen Grama in a while.
Called that morning,
Mama's sigh after her "Happy Halloween!" had spoke volumes.

I dressed Seth up like the cuddliest polka dotted dalmation ever...
And decked mihself out full on
Cruela DeVil..hehehe
Coached him the whole long car ride down. Crossed mih fingers.

Hehe, and he was so spot on perfect with it when we walked into her shop.
A true die hard Helter candy skelter trooper i tell ya..
"Happy Halloween Gamaw!"
Mama loved it....
She said she had to pass the crown to me..
Best Halloween surprise ever




(inspired by last pic, give me something good to eat.)

Ms. Z.. let me think a little may come up with something.. would love one of your personalized tags.. they rock.. with love..



Dave

Jennifer ")
How lovely to see you here and thank you very much for jump starting this comp!
Well now, your entry is certainly fantastic! Loved the honesty behind this piece ")
Remember you must write two, you still have time luv ")
Good luck ")

Hi Dave, This comp requires two entries ")
hope to see you soon ")

Yep, i know, planning a much different one next, thrilled by the contest, HALLOWEEN!!! Nothing like it. My fav time of the year. Btw, what are personalised tags lol?

calamitygin said:Yep, i know, planning a much different one next, thrilled by the contest, HALLOWEEN!!! Nothing like it. My fav time of the year. Btw, what are personalised tags lol?
You can have a peek into http://deepundergroundpoetry.com/poets/Gahddess_Worship/

So cool!!

Le vita e bella...fine..Rossa rosa 🌹

I was asked, Baldesare, do you enjoy the seduction and capture of your victim?
Or is it the bite? 💋

The answer....Nessuno dei due

ao il mio nome è
triste immortale
camminare in frettahe

Cos'e' erotismo vamparismo!?
.🌹.....eroticism in vampirism is in what happens after the bite and suck...
Lost in his life draining...in beats of blood pulse...he is forced to errection, from the seduction and heat of the vampire taking him. I leave him in an in between state of living and dead between heaven and hell. A vampiristic purgatory if you will.....
My vampire hunger filled by kill and this new life force. Ahh! Throbbing cock and throbbing heart beating renewing blood and life...
Into myself and my figo!!
 
Vita imortale!!....

If it is true eroticism, sexual hunger and literal hunger. Festo il rosso 🌹The feeling that thrrrob in my cunny and out of into veins......oooooh fanculo!...
Beat of heart heat beating between inner thigh and yes to clit and in mind i dine in pleasure i will suck my measure... as he suffers my take and quakes...
He cums gush semen and blood awwwe i salivate...
That Iron smell sangue lingers in an animal mist.. Belissimo! Blood and his swell.....
That is the reason i bite and dry my mortal untill he is empty...i long...desire fills me. Hu a lungo per sesso..I live to 🌹
And i live by another night to feast...enjoying the feel more than just my grip of cock. My climax, that red lipped jugular kiss. Baccio! 💋muuagh! 💋

He wanted a quick fuck. My need a quick life lick stick canines bared and sunk deep...and yes orgasmo!
Mi rendi felice...uuuuhmm

He came so easy to my slaughter..poor pooor little lamb bahh!!
Always the last mistake the poor dear makes..
Povero bambino...mmmm...haha!

Stasera...i drained women. That bitch! Her cunt smelled of blood, she was mentruating..i could not help it.
Was so very hungry...
I suffered for my snack...my King punished...i bent down his cock in my ass hard and deep!!....piacere oh piacere..Yes Re tipo YES!!
Ummm...mi scusi... Per favore my King..perdonare!!

Thats an end. No more...Ce sara del sangue sempre il mio amore......

No more per favore..

Ciao bella..🌹
Written by Calamity Gin

Pardon, changed entry. Felt the last lacked true monster apeal.
This though not witch, inspired by SEXY witch pic.

The Spectre of T. D. Yem


wallowing in the bedchamber, a hovering shroud,
following the crowd that follows the crowd,

some take flight, screaming off under the cover of night
fighting it off with a fight

immortality, as He lurks behind the curtain of time
voraciously preying on victims at work in the assembly line

exercise intoxicating spirits or the smoke of flame
amour plating to forget His initials, to cloak His name

you can never vanquish the beast the same way in the same fashion
this languish entity loves repetition without compassion

the cure can also be the cause
waiting within and waiting without the walls

sighs and silent prayers, a detector to Him
you can’t hide from the nightmare spectre of T. D. Yem...



(this is my humble attempt in the silly category)

Excellent Jenn thanks for playing!
good luck!