Poetry competition CLOSED 8th July 2016 5:33pm
WINNER
Trixareforkids
Trixareforkids
RUNNER-UP:
UnderYourSpell
Don't Pick Me
Poetry Contest Description
Write about why you should NOT win this competition
Some time ago, a member here ran a comp where you had to write poems about why you should not be chosen as the winner. I thought I was a great concept, it was fun & hilarious, she hasn't logged in, in almost a year, so I'm hijacking her idea for another comp like it. 
Enter as many poems as you want, any style, length, no collabs and write about why I shouldn't choose you as winner, why you don't deserve to win, why you don't want this trophy, etc.
Get going--have fun!
Enter as many poems as you want, any style, length, no collabs and write about why I shouldn't choose you as winner, why you don't deserve to win, why you don't want this trophy, etc.
Get going--have fun!
I know I wouldn't win. When I got into the life of writing, that was in my teenage years, I started to think that I had come by this term I deemed upon myself as a zero. I don't stand out, I easily fit in, just an average man average height average looks average education average. Every time I was able to boost myself up something would happen to bring me back down to where I was before. To me, there's no such luck. In life I get by with what I have and what I'm dealt. So if I had any chance of winning this, my sarcastic smile grows in doubt. The zero doesn't stand a chance.
I Don't Need No Stinking Trophy
I am the trophy
sitting 'round the house all day
collecting dust
my empty cup
sticky with the residue
of celebrations past
my shine
harder and harder to bring forth
requiring more paste
and elbow grease
on the rare occasions
I'm pulled off the shelf
just waiting for the day
I'm finally tossed in the charity box
to be snatched up
by someone who appreciates
silly retro objects
with a story to tell
I am the trophy
sitting 'round the house all day
collecting dust
my empty cup
sticky with the residue
of celebrations past
my shine
harder and harder to bring forth
requiring more paste
and elbow grease
on the rare occasions
I'm pulled off the shelf
just waiting for the day
I'm finally tossed in the charity box
to be snatched up
by someone who appreciates
silly retro objects
with a story to tell
Anonymous
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Anonymous
Cheesy Triangles of Scree Like My Awful Poetry and Lowly Little Me
I'm not worthy of your trophy
Don't waste your award on this
She said my verses sucked
and was compelled to add
My poetry is better than yours!
in her vicious taking of the piss
Well, I guess that I am fucked
I know I'm not the best
but to be honest, I didn't think
my writing was all that bad ...
... until she spelled out her "critique"
in a damning stain of red ink
now long dried
You're a worse poet than
Johnny Blaze, Anarchitect
Magnetron and Psycotic Mastermind
I cried
and cried at such words unkind
forced to hurt myself
in ways that you could never imagine
swallowing Doritos whole
cutting myself with Doritos
standing naked on the streetcorner
wearing nothing but Doritos
as pasties and a thong
to ensure my humiliation was a
long lasting reminder of why
my poems are worthless and weak
not strong and deserving of any comp win
unworthy like me
I'm not worthy of your trophy
Don't waste your award on this
She said my verses sucked
and was compelled to add
My poetry is better than yours!
in her vicious taking of the piss
Well, I guess that I am fucked
I know I'm not the best
but to be honest, I didn't think
my writing was all that bad ...
... until she spelled out her "critique"
in a damning stain of red ink
now long dried
You're a worse poet than
Johnny Blaze, Anarchitect
Magnetron and Psycotic Mastermind
I cried
and cried at such words unkind
forced to hurt myself
in ways that you could never imagine
swallowing Doritos whole
cutting myself with Doritos
standing naked on the streetcorner
wearing nothing but Doritos
as pasties and a thong
to ensure my humiliation was a
long lasting reminder of why
my poems are worthless and weak
not strong and deserving of any comp win
unworthy like me
Keep It Hidden, Keep It Safe
If I were to win a trophy, any trophy
I'd have to admit that writing poetry
is more than a passing lark,
more than venting off my steamy
side, uncapping my ego and
squirting my odd words, in my excitement
making a mess everywhere 'round me.
If I were to win a trophy, someone
might actually take me seriously, give me a
membership card for the DUP club of wordsmiths.
I would then have to resign, as I couldn't stand
to belong to any club that would accept people
like me as a member.
Better keep the trophy safely on that high shelf
where, were I to clumsily reach for it,
I'd simply knock myself out when it fell.
If I were to win a trophy, any trophy
I'd have to admit that writing poetry
is more than a passing lark,
more than venting off my steamy
side, uncapping my ego and
squirting my odd words, in my excitement
making a mess everywhere 'round me.
If I were to win a trophy, someone
might actually take me seriously, give me a
membership card for the DUP club of wordsmiths.
I would then have to resign, as I couldn't stand
to belong to any club that would accept people
like me as a member.
Better keep the trophy safely on that high shelf
where, were I to clumsily reach for it,
I'd simply knock myself out when it fell.
Words:
Little blackbird independent vastness freeing me
Infinite meaning escaping me
Oh hey, so long with love, I'll see you again
Colorful
Delightful
Mysteriously dreadful
Poems I create
Nothing but stupidity
Alchemy
Broken lines
Blessings in disguise
Ridiculous merry go round
Choose Mary or Bill, but never choose me.
Little blackbird independent vastness freeing me
Infinite meaning escaping me
Oh hey, so long with love, I'll see you again
Colorful
Delightful
Mysteriously dreadful
Poems I create
Nothing but stupidity
Alchemy
Broken lines
Blessings in disguise
Ridiculous merry go round
Choose Mary or Bill, but never choose me.
Anonymous
Well I guess I must admit it
or the competition I will win
I have a crush on Madamme Lavender
Since the day I started in
Until this time she did not know it
but the truth it must be told
for if I were to win now
the whispers would unfold
"Oh sure he won the trophy
now how could she resist
he's tugging on her heart strings"
And every one would be pissed!
Of course my secrets out now
I am sure I've opened up her eyes
Now that she knows that I adore her
I need no other prize!
or the competition I will win
I have a crush on Madamme Lavender
Since the day I started in
Until this time she did not know it
but the truth it must be told
for if I were to win now
the whispers would unfold
"Oh sure he won the trophy
now how could she resist
he's tugging on her heart strings"
And every one would be pissed!
Of course my secrets out now
I am sure I've opened up her eyes
Now that she knows that I adore her
I need no other prize!
The Trophy isn't my life
Winning is not success
I wish not to be picked
As I want to continue knowing
That happiness comes from participation
Not winning what doesn't have to be won
A Trophy won't save my life
Won't help me live like I'm wild
A Trophy won't help me at all
It's nothing but a thought
Maybe a flaw
A Trophy won't help me
Grow into a person that knows
True wisdom of life's gifts
And mercy's beliefs
Pick someone who sees
The Trphy as their child
For they will not forget
That even winning has it's flaws
Give it to someone
More than shallow
Who deserves the championship
For their beautiful mind
(Idk what this is)
Winning is not success
I wish not to be picked
As I want to continue knowing
That happiness comes from participation
Not winning what doesn't have to be won
A Trophy won't save my life
Won't help me live like I'm wild
A Trophy won't help me at all
It's nothing but a thought
Maybe a flaw
A Trophy won't help me
Grow into a person that knows
True wisdom of life's gifts
And mercy's beliefs
Pick someone who sees
The Trphy as their child
For they will not forget
That even winning has it's flaws
Give it to someone
More than shallow
Who deserves the championship
For their beautiful mind
(Idk what this is)
Anonymous
Although It Would Be Nice...Don't
My syllables always
correct in their count
My words entice
to see, taste and smell
Details seek out
to create tempting visions
whether sucking
or about to mount
I bring out an instinct
within us all;
the one known as carnal being gifted at conception
I speak of those rides
we all crave to take;
most not comfy admitting, let alone making mention
Be it "poetry"
or as a novel
presented before you in a leather bound book ...
All writing
should be critiqued the same way...
Would you be so compelled to have another look?
For the love of all that's holy Dear Madame
Please hold steadfast in remaining consistent
Judge the content and ignore any talent
Not to reward any open holed sinners
As you read a villanelle, pantoum or even sonnet,
bruised knees are begging
"how about we just pass that one over...?"
Especially if it's a metaphorically lacking,
play by play scribble written
by this here Aspergian poet
I write for myself
and for those not afraid
to transcend into such levels of darkness
Not for the trophies
although it would be nice
and with that said, this is my last comp entry
My syllables always
correct in their count
My words entice
to see, taste and smell
Details seek out
to create tempting visions
whether sucking
or about to mount
I bring out an instinct
within us all;
the one known as carnal being gifted at conception
I speak of those rides
we all crave to take;
most not comfy admitting, let alone making mention
Be it "poetry"
or as a novel
presented before you in a leather bound book ...
All writing
should be critiqued the same way...
Would you be so compelled to have another look?
For the love of all that's holy Dear Madame
Please hold steadfast in remaining consistent
Judge the content and ignore any talent
Not to reward any open holed sinners
As you read a villanelle, pantoum or even sonnet,
bruised knees are begging
"how about we just pass that one over...?"
Especially if it's a metaphorically lacking,
play by play scribble written
by this here Aspergian poet
I write for myself
and for those not afraid
to transcend into such levels of darkness
Not for the trophies
although it would be nice
and with that said, this is my last comp entry
