Poetry competition CLOSED 9th December 2016 8:05am
WINNER
poetryaccident (Poetry Accident)
poetryaccident (Poetry Accident)
RUNNERS-UP:
souladareatease
and personanongrata
Forwards Then Backwards
Poetry Contest Description
Write a PALINDROMIC poem. Draw inspiration from the example. Any topic goes.
The Example
“Lost Generation” by Jonathan Reed
I am part of a lost generation
and I refuse to believe that
I can change the world
I realize this may be a shock but
“Happiness comes from within.”
is a lie, and
“Money will make me happy.”
So in 30 years I will tell my children
they are not the most important thing in my life
My employer will know that
I have my priorities straight because
work
is more important than
family
I tell you this
Once upon a time
Families stayed together
but this will not be true in my era
This is a quick fix society
Experts tell me
30 years from now, I will be celebrating the 10th anniversary of my divorce
I do not concede that
I will live in a country of my own making
In the future
Environmental destruction will be the norm
No longer can it be said that
My peers and I care about this earth
It will be evident that
My generation is apathetic and lethargic
It is foolish to presume that
There is hope.
And all of this will come true unless we choose to reverse it .
There is hope.
It is foolish to presume that
My generation is apathetic and lethargic
It will be evident that
My peers and I care about this earth
No longer can it be said that
Environmental destruction will be the norm
In the future
I will live in a country of my own making
I do not concede that
30 years from now, I will be celebrating the 10th anniversary of my divorce
Experts tell me
This is a quick fix society
but this will not be true in my era
Families stayed together
Once upon a time
I tell you this
family
is more important than
work
I have my priorities straight because
My employer will know that
they are not the most important thing in my life
So in 30 years I will tell my children
“Money will make me happy.”
is a lie, and
“Happiness comes from within.”
I realize this may be a shock but
I can change the world
and I refuse to believe that
I am part of a lost generation
If you'd like to see the effect in a live read
Here is a U tube link...
https://youtu.be/z92HQkRmhlc
The Rules
1) Post both the forward and reverse read.
2) The example is a long piece that is not a requirement.
3) Live reads welcomed but not a pre requisit
4) Collabs welcomed
5) Discussion, Trolling etc welcomed
6) 2 pieces each maximum
7) You have two weeks
8) Enjoy it. It is fun
-x-
“Lost Generation” by Jonathan Reed
I am part of a lost generation
and I refuse to believe that
I can change the world
I realize this may be a shock but
“Happiness comes from within.”
is a lie, and
“Money will make me happy.”
So in 30 years I will tell my children
they are not the most important thing in my life
My employer will know that
I have my priorities straight because
work
is more important than
family
I tell you this
Once upon a time
Families stayed together
but this will not be true in my era
This is a quick fix society
Experts tell me
30 years from now, I will be celebrating the 10th anniversary of my divorce
I do not concede that
I will live in a country of my own making
In the future
Environmental destruction will be the norm
No longer can it be said that
My peers and I care about this earth
It will be evident that
My generation is apathetic and lethargic
It is foolish to presume that
There is hope.
And all of this will come true unless we choose to reverse it .
There is hope.
It is foolish to presume that
My generation is apathetic and lethargic
It will be evident that
My peers and I care about this earth
No longer can it be said that
Environmental destruction will be the norm
In the future
I will live in a country of my own making
I do not concede that
30 years from now, I will be celebrating the 10th anniversary of my divorce
Experts tell me
This is a quick fix society
but this will not be true in my era
Families stayed together
Once upon a time
I tell you this
family
is more important than
work
I have my priorities straight because
My employer will know that
they are not the most important thing in my life
So in 30 years I will tell my children
“Money will make me happy.”
is a lie, and
“Happiness comes from within.”
I realize this may be a shock but
I can change the world
and I refuse to believe that
I am part of a lost generation
If you'd like to see the effect in a live read
Here is a U tube link...
https://youtu.be/z92HQkRmhlc
The Rules
1) Post both the forward and reverse read.
2) The example is a long piece that is not a requirement.
3) Live reads welcomed but not a pre requisit
4) Collabs welcomed
5) Discussion, Trolling etc welcomed
6) 2 pieces each maximum
7) You have two weeks
8) Enjoy it. It is fun
-x-
Anonymous
The Forever Light
Forever remains
that beauty in light
divinity, and enlightenment
capturing souls craving
perfection within storms.
Magic breeds innocence,
while youth captures freedom,
Certified. Day by day.
~Repeated~
Day by day. Certified.
Freedom captures youth
while innocence breeds magic.
Storms - within perfection,
craving souls capturing
enlightenment and divinity:
light, in beauty,
that remains forever.
Forever remains
that beauty in light
divinity, and enlightenment
capturing souls craving
perfection within storms.
Magic breeds innocence,
while youth captures freedom,
Certified. Day by day.
~Repeated~
Day by day. Certified.
Freedom captures youth
while innocence breeds magic.
Storms - within perfection,
craving souls capturing
enlightenment and divinity:
light, in beauty,
that remains forever.
Anonymous
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FRONTWARDS:
Something Else
From like to love or something else
this is the path we’re meant to take
as time is spent in company
there are ways this may end
the likes are passage one must cross
to find what’s on the other side
an adventure fit for two
on life’s pathways beyond the like
Infatuation is the doppelganger
confusion mounts when copy reigns
this is the baser of the pure
muddled feelings as like grows
mistaken for the true thing
fascination mocking adoration
best move along and not commit
when the false feelings do intrude
Admiration thinks the world
of the subject beyond the like
seeing more than others can
imparting value where they are
inspiring same by lesser folks
master’s touch above the norm
that is me in a world below
looking up to the greater one.
Obsession is the personal touch
emotion spun to the darker side
when love appears as something else
mistaken for a kinder way
prompted by a lustful stamp
asking what should not be had
as an option only one can see
the other wanting nothing else
Sympathy only wants the best
for another felt special enough
asking God’s holding grace
when the fancy moves along
welcoming best than better
better over good is the want
good is not enough for the one
when high wishes are deserved.
These mixtures can be the end
when love is not the destiny
of two who move along
finding places all may see
some are good and some are bad
perhaps it is better not to go
still one must try to move
from like to love or something else.
BACKWARDS:
Something Else
From like to love or something else
still one must try to move
perhaps it is better not to go
some are good and some are bad
finding places all may see
of two who move along
when love is not the destiny
these mixtures can be the end.
When high wishes are deserved
good is not enough for the one
better over good is the want
welcoming best than better
when the fancy moves along
asking God’s holding grace
for another felt special enough
sympathy only wants the best.
The other wanting nothing else
as an option only one can see
asking what should not be had
prompted by a lustful stamp
mistaken for a kinder way
when love appears as something else
emotion spun to the darker side
obsession is the personal touch.
Looking up to the greater one
that is me in a world below
master’s touch above the norm
inspiring same by lesser folks
imparting value where they are
seeing more than others can
of the subject beyond the like
admiration thinks the world.
When the false feelings do intrude
best move along and not commit
fascination mocking adoration
mistaken for the true thing
muddled feelings as like grows
this is the baser of the pure
confusion mounts when copy reigns
infatuation is the doppelganger.
On life’s pathways beyond the like
an adventure fit for two
to find what’s on the other side
the likes are passage one must cross
there are ways this may end
as time is spent in company
this is the path we’re meant to take
from like to love or something else
2016, Sean Green. All Rights Reserved, 20161125.
Something Else
From like to love or something else
this is the path we’re meant to take
as time is spent in company
there are ways this may end
the likes are passage one must cross
to find what’s on the other side
an adventure fit for two
on life’s pathways beyond the like
Infatuation is the doppelganger
confusion mounts when copy reigns
this is the baser of the pure
muddled feelings as like grows
mistaken for the true thing
fascination mocking adoration
best move along and not commit
when the false feelings do intrude
Admiration thinks the world
of the subject beyond the like
seeing more than others can
imparting value where they are
inspiring same by lesser folks
master’s touch above the norm
that is me in a world below
looking up to the greater one.
Obsession is the personal touch
emotion spun to the darker side
when love appears as something else
mistaken for a kinder way
prompted by a lustful stamp
asking what should not be had
as an option only one can see
the other wanting nothing else
Sympathy only wants the best
for another felt special enough
asking God’s holding grace
when the fancy moves along
welcoming best than better
better over good is the want
good is not enough for the one
when high wishes are deserved.
These mixtures can be the end
when love is not the destiny
of two who move along
finding places all may see
some are good and some are bad
perhaps it is better not to go
still one must try to move
from like to love or something else.
BACKWARDS:
Something Else
From like to love or something else
still one must try to move
perhaps it is better not to go
some are good and some are bad
finding places all may see
of two who move along
when love is not the destiny
these mixtures can be the end.
When high wishes are deserved
good is not enough for the one
better over good is the want
welcoming best than better
when the fancy moves along
asking God’s holding grace
for another felt special enough
sympathy only wants the best.
The other wanting nothing else
as an option only one can see
asking what should not be had
prompted by a lustful stamp
mistaken for a kinder way
when love appears as something else
emotion spun to the darker side
obsession is the personal touch.
Looking up to the greater one
that is me in a world below
master’s touch above the norm
inspiring same by lesser folks
imparting value where they are
seeing more than others can
of the subject beyond the like
admiration thinks the world.
When the false feelings do intrude
best move along and not commit
fascination mocking adoration
mistaken for the true thing
muddled feelings as like grows
this is the baser of the pure
confusion mounts when copy reigns
infatuation is the doppelganger.
On life’s pathways beyond the like
an adventure fit for two
to find what’s on the other side
the likes are passage one must cross
there are ways this may end
as time is spent in company
this is the path we’re meant to take
from like to love or something else
2016, Sean Green. All Rights Reserved, 20161125.
Apprentice
(a palindrome poem, my first)
Since I started to write
While I walk the path
I don't presume whether I'll make it
In spite of being young & brash & brave
This apprentice could have immortality
Despite the lack of formal training
And refusing negative foretelling
Once direction of a future is revealed
That my latest poem won't be the last
To hear the Muse stirring
And so I let go
To be still and listen
To nourish the insatiable mind
The language and timber
To learn by example
It doesn't look for me if I don't try
I need only seek
It's not just by luck
The offer is out there
Because they've no desire to learn
The posers have nothing to teach me
Either I write because it's real, or I refuse to pretend to write
The posers have nothing to teach me
Because they've no desire to learn
The offer is out there
It's not just by luck
I need only seek
It doesn't look for me if I don't try
To learn by example
The language and timber
To nourish the insatiable mind
To be still and listen
And so I let go
To hear the Muse stirring
That my latest poem won't be the last
Once direction of a future is revealed
And refusing negative foretelling
Despite the lack of formal training
This apprentice could have immortality
In spite of being young & brash & brave
I don't presume whether I'll make it
While I walk the path
Since I started to write
(a palindrome poem, my first)
Since I started to write
While I walk the path
I don't presume whether I'll make it
In spite of being young & brash & brave
This apprentice could have immortality
Despite the lack of formal training
And refusing negative foretelling
Once direction of a future is revealed
That my latest poem won't be the last
To hear the Muse stirring
And so I let go
To be still and listen
To nourish the insatiable mind
The language and timber
To learn by example
It doesn't look for me if I don't try
I need only seek
It's not just by luck
The offer is out there
Because they've no desire to learn
The posers have nothing to teach me
Either I write because it's real, or I refuse to pretend to write
The posers have nothing to teach me
Because they've no desire to learn
The offer is out there
It's not just by luck
I need only seek
It doesn't look for me if I don't try
To learn by example
The language and timber
To nourish the insatiable mind
To be still and listen
And so I let go
To hear the Muse stirring
That my latest poem won't be the last
Once direction of a future is revealed
And refusing negative foretelling
Despite the lack of formal training
This apprentice could have immortality
In spite of being young & brash & brave
I don't presume whether I'll make it
While I walk the path
Since I started to write
Anonymous
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Anonymous
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Open letter from the leper community
O but to return to the fabric of my life
clay tablet etch
~ Sumerian~
no, no longer nefesh
the temple long lay in ruin
i knew i would die in this form, luck to have ever been born
sunk now so deep the piled mounds of rolling sand
elegant breccia
~stretching~
shimmer bright, soothing stalwarts
the We for mere moments
Everyone loved, spat on with blistering wind~the circle of fire~frozen
the We for mere moments
shimmer bright soothing stalwarts
~stretching~
elegant breccia
sunk now so deep the piled mounds of rolling sand
i knew i would die in this form, luck to have ever been born
the temple long lay in ruin
no, no longer nefesh
~ Sumerian~
clay tablet etch
O but to return to the fabric of my life
O but to return to the fabric of my life
clay tablet etch
~ Sumerian~
no, no longer nefesh
the temple long lay in ruin
i knew i would die in this form, luck to have ever been born
sunk now so deep the piled mounds of rolling sand
elegant breccia
~stretching~
shimmer bright, soothing stalwarts
the We for mere moments
Everyone loved, spat on with blistering wind~the circle of fire~frozen
the We for mere moments
shimmer bright soothing stalwarts
~stretching~
elegant breccia
sunk now so deep the piled mounds of rolling sand
i knew i would die in this form, luck to have ever been born
the temple long lay in ruin
no, no longer nefesh
~ Sumerian~
clay tablet etch
O but to return to the fabric of my life
IN THE BEGIN
This poem that ends as it began
It starts with seven words
It matters not where the journey ends
It ends as it begins
It matters not where the river ends
Nobody swims the river's length
No one collects a river's ripples
To get to the other side
No one collects a river's ripples
Nobody swims the river's length
It matters not where the river ends
It ends as it begins
It matters not where the journey ends
It starts with seven words
This poem that ends as it began
This poem that ends as it began
It starts with seven words
It matters not where the journey ends
It ends as it begins
It matters not where the river ends
Nobody swims the river's length
No one collects a river's ripples
To get to the other side
No one collects a river's ripples
Nobody swims the river's length
It matters not where the river ends
It ends as it begins
It matters not where the journey ends
It starts with seven words
This poem that ends as it began
Anonymous
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