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 Posted: Tue Jun 20, 2006 8:53 am
 Insert any poems that you have here. ^_^ A winner will be chosen, and the poem shall go into the guild scrapbook. The winner will also recieve a small prize.
Rules
-- Please make it easy for us to judge: enter only a maximum of three poems per competition.
-- No double voting for yourself: e.g. don't log into another account.
-- Normal plagarism rules apply: don't steal. Play nice, kiddies.
-- Try and have fun. wink Poetry is meant to be a hobby: how can it be one, if you have to force yourself to enter?
Past Winners:
Check out this post. smile
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Posted: Tue Jun 20, 2006 8:31 pm
Alrighty then.. Worth a shot I 'spose. 3nodding
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Cat Scratch
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Cat claws.
Scribing flesh.
Stinging,
Like the blackbirds caw,
That breaks silence of brittle air.
A book that can’t be read.
A vision that can’t be seen.
A song that will be heard.
A cat.
The night sky.
The cat’s eye.
The cat emerges from the alley.
Running through grasping grass.
The cat dawdles across your path,
A negative sign.
Morning departing midday.
Midday retiring from evening.
Time is redundant for the cat.
A black streak,
A black smudge.
A cat.
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Strange
--
Jen stares at fire.
Angel or fool? Undaunted.
Fire is strange.
She is strange.
Jen knows you know.
Jen knows what you know.
She is in you mind; tabulating memories.
She thinks she is afraid.
She knows she is afraid.
Jen stares at fire.
Fear and fire.
Are they the same?
Flaming fear and foolish fire; strange.
She is the unexpected twist.
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Fool's Glory
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Glory!
Come on lad:
It’ll do a world of good.
Broaden your horizons!
Arrived.
His face, a shield of white.
Scribing bitter,
metal memories.
Mooing monotone.
A soldier;
A child desperate for glory.
An official stamp.
She fumbles – heart shattered.
Ribbon and steel fall from her grasp;
Tears leak.
A jigsaw of life,
One piece missing.
Butchered.
A mail hero?
Fooled.
(if you can't tell, this poem is dedicated to WWI.)
Well, that's me! sweatdrop
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Posted: Tue Jun 20, 2006 10:36 pm
mrgreen I likes, specially Strange. ^^
I've got one I'd like to enter, but it's in my English folder- I'll try remember to bring it home... >.>
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Posted: Wed Jun 21, 2006 12:30 am
It's just dawned on me now... I lost al my poetry whem lauren blew up my comp... SOOOO GUTTED!
One of those was the best poem I've ever written...
"$£% al my stories were on there too gonk crying
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Posted: Wed Jun 21, 2006 12:52 am
Nooo! crying That's awful!
You have my sympathy.. Is there anyway at all that you can get it back?
or at least make her pay...
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Posted: Wed Jun 21, 2006 1:37 am
My poetic skills really aren't very good but I can try. It might not be very good because I'm coming up with it as I type:
A dream?
What is this I see
Is that blood on the sheets and my sister laying there
Wait, I turn around and look again,
Now what I see is different.
Could this be a dream?
My sister is playing, but...no
That isn't my sister that's me, but who is it that I'm with
I'm growing older and now I stare back at myself
Something's different, something's wrong
That's not me, not the real me, or am I fake
Is this all a dream?
I look around and see an awesome sight
Children are playing and the sun is shineing
Am I seeing what I think I am
Is that Kyle
Is that Devon
Or is this all a dream?
I wake up and look around
I'm in my bed
No blood, no dead sister
I look out side, no other 'me's'
No, there are no children playing,
Kyle and Devon aren't there
I guess it really was a dream, or was it?
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Okay, there is something you wouldn't understand in that. Kyle is my brother and Devon is my sister. They're both dead I never kvew either one which is why seeing them would be an awesome sight, in th actual sense of the word. This was comepletely off of the top of my head so it might be kind of crappy.
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Posted: Wed Jun 21, 2006 5:28 pm
It wasn't at all crappy: I like it.
Your tone's really fresh. ^_^
It's good to have your own experience in there: and on that note I'd just like to say I'm really sorry for you.. sad
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Posted: Wed Jun 21, 2006 7:43 pm
Thanks. It's okay about my sbling though, i'll see them again evetually. It won't do much, but I'm sorry to hre about your mom. No one should go through that.
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Posted: Fri Jun 30, 2006 2:06 pm
THRICE
Twisting and turning
In and out
Of this circle
Without doubt
Bobbing and weaving
Up and down
Through this spindle
Eyes uncloud
Singing and dancing
Through and through
In this lifetime
Serenading with you
Youthful Virgin
Fill me with energy
Loving Mother
Grant me the love I've seen
Wise Crone
Share your knowledge with me
Great Goddess
I call upon you
In this name I pray
To you
© Avenorell Jasmine Moonsong
THE ONLY WAY TO GO IS UP
When you're down
And out
And you've lost everything
That you could have
When you feel so low
That nothing is beneath you
Where do you go
The only way is up
Think of all the things you love
Of all the things that are beautiful
To you
Like that butterfly on your windowsill
Or that flower blooming
In a storm
Just know that the only way you can go
Is up
You can understand so easily
The beauty of a soft moment
When you've lost everything
And you feel so low
You're beneath the ground
But your heart keeps beating
And your breaths
Keep repeating
You know the only way you can go
Is up
You learn
To appreciate every single moment
In your life
And every beam of light
Is a glimmer of hope
To you
When you're down and out
And your heart feels heavy
You're the lowest of the low
You just need to know
The the only way you can go
Is up
© Avenorell Jasmine Moonsong
There's two ^^ *has looooooots more*
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Posted: Fri Jun 30, 2006 2:33 pm
And no, theres no way to recover it... It sucks 'coz I was really proud of one.
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Posted: Sat Jul 08, 2006 11:22 pm
this is one of the songs I wrote for my band.... sweatdrop
Untitled Death Wish
Angel of depression bless me your feeling
Grant me the meanings of so much, please destroy me
Touch me, my skin withers undernethe your finger tips
Burn away the nerves, I don't need them
(for what it's worth I'm already dead... god forgive me)
Nail me to the ceiling,
I'm your night sky cloud bleeding
Forget how to wipe off the tears
I'm tearing away all of my skin for you
Peer inside my soul and bleed me dry
I'll pleed you to kill me
(kill me please kill me.... please)
Grand opening, undernethe the grandstands
Everyone must come
See whats inside me, my skin
Cut me open, infront of all of them
Damn me to your verson of hell
I'm your slave, willing to burn
(this is my, death wish)
Nail me to the ceiling,
I'm your night sky cloud bleeding
Forget how to wipe off the tears
I'm tearing away all of my skin for you
Peer inside my soul and bleed me dry
I'll pleed you to kill me
(kill me.... just.... kill me)
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Posted: Sat Jul 08, 2006 11:24 pm
Okay So I JUST found this sorry for the double posting sweatdrop sweatdrop
Getting Inside Me
Call away your friend and family
I've stolen your identy
Control youself or you'll regret everything
Here we go again, blow after blow,
Destory me inside, get inside me, destory me
Frankly I just don't understand
You're standing there yelling at me
I didn't do anything, on the inside
Screaming, beating me on the inside
Get on the inside, kill me
This opression is killing me
I need to scream out loud
This feeling of colours fanding
Liquids playing on the boundry
Our words slowly destorying me
Frankly I just don't understand
You're standing there yelling at me
I didn't do anything, on the inside
Screaming, beating me on the inside
Get on the inside, kill me
Frankly I just don't understand
You're standing there yelling at me
I didn't do anything, on the inside
Screaming, beating me on the inside
Get on the inside, kill me
God condem me, god forbid me
Get inside me, see me
I'm open, bleeding, see me be me
Just stay inside of me
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Posted: Sun Jul 09, 2006 10:02 am
Here are some poems I've written...
The stars and moon shine
as I sit under the tree
watching the night bloom
Hear the trees talk
Hear the wind whistle
Hear the stream laugh
See the doe leaping
See the birds cheeping
And the mouse in the grass
Find the brightest star
Catch it in a net
Anything is possible
On that you can bet
The last poem is in the post below
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Posted: Sun Jul 09, 2006 10:14 am
Traveling on
(said to the beat of a horse's gallop)
Traveling
Traveling
Onward
Onward!
Galloping
Galloping
For purposes
Unknown!
Past forests
Past brush
The horse is
Galloping
Riding
For purposes
Unknown!
Traveling
traveling
onward
onward
urging
forward
forward
bound
Hunting
Hunting
Hunting time
Rushing onward
Onward
Bound
To places
Unknown
or forgotten
Faster
Faster
Ride on!
Ride on!
Racing againts
The seasons
Jumping
Leaping
To the wind's
song
Going
Along
Traveling
Traveling
for purposes
Unknown
for purposes
Unknown
Galloping on
A race
against time
Traveling
Traveling
On
And on
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Posted: Mon Jul 10, 2006 12:55 am
@_@ Okay: new rule. People, you can only submit a maximum of 3 poems per competition. Otherwise, it is going to be way to difficult for judging! gonk
Please edit out your posts, choosing your favourite three. Thanks!
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