Super Awesome Amazing Poetry Contest

  • Baby Rainbow
    9 years ago

    Hello?

    (Echo.... Echo ......... Echo............)

  • Everlasting
    9 years ago

    Echoing echoes too

  • Nicko
    9 years ago

    Think she has forgotten us.. omg so sad :-(

  • silvershoes
    9 years ago

    I did forget, then I remembered and I was too tired, and I forgot again... alas, I remembered once more and results are coming shortly!

    This is why I should never host contests :)

  • silvershoes
    9 years ago

    (1)
    Burn After Reading
    by Abby

    One day this will go so I speak for it now.

    If extracted from a shipwreck or
    imprinted beneath Vesuvian ash,
    if found still and cold upon the morning,
    let it be known:

    This loved to dance. You knew that.
    This had seven stitches and no broken bones.
    Indulged and comfortable, this was
    usually used to lie in bed or sit down,
    reading and dreaming. The big, bony feet
    strode deliberately with arms swinging low.
    These hips never found jeans that fit. This
    had a single white hair that stuck straight
    out of the dark tangle on its head.
    You found it first. The red birthmark
    wanted to be kissed all the time.
    This grew tall, too tall. Its flesh was
    clutched in hungry handfuls by its lovers.
    Those odd-shaped ears listened for
    the sound of your guitar when
    coming home. The long artist fingers
    weren't good at anything except
    touching everything. The nails
    were always filled with dirt. This
    never learnt to ski or surf, but it saw
    the earth's towering mountains,
    the filthiest slums, a cell splitting
    under a microscope and all the
    the bursting chaos of heaven
    with bright black eyes. You could see
    its heart beat through the ribs after
    making love. The circumference of
    these ankles was the exact length
    between your middle finger and thumb.
    This found sleep curved around you
    each night with its squishy nose
    pressed flat against your skin.

    These were the only things I truly knew.
    This contained an entire universe
    that disappeared like a snowflake
    falling on water, only to be born again.

    Comment: I fell in love with you with every line. Really, you took my breath away. Thanks for putting so much heart into this challenge. Title is perfect, introduction is attention-grabbing, each detail throughout feels deeply personal and tangible. "This loved to dance." You danced your way through the poem and took your reader by the hand to lead them.

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    (2)

    Poem by Hannah Lizette

    My spine twitches like a
    nervous eye as I observe
    the reflection of a
    cursive body that holds
    unpoetic warfare
    within the creases
    of my flesh.

    My nose crinkles as
    I turn left to right,
    front to behind,
    head swiveling
    to catch a glimpse
    of knotted hair
    and a reserved spot
    for ink that'll
    never dry.

    Your hands rest atop
    my shoulders and slowly
    slide down the length
    of my rawboned arms,
    eventually crossing
    against my navel
    before I can object -

    our gaze unites
    within a mirror
    (that exposes too
    much of me and
    too little of you)
    and you simply
    sigh,

    "One day,
    the beauty I
    see every single
    day will unveil
    itself to you."

    Comment: Ah, this gave me tingles - I love how "your hand" does not belong to someone else, but to your reflection... truly adore your approach to this challenge and would not change a thing. The small stanzas are also pleasing to the eye ;)

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    (3)
    Reclaiming My Reflection
    by Baby Rainbow

    Terrified to trace my fingers
    along the outline of my rigid body,
    I force my trembling hands
    to rest upon my thighs, as I
    kneel naked before this mirror.

    Blinking away tears of disgust,
    shame escapes from my eyes
    as I stare at the reflection of a stranger
    who is trapped inside this damaged shell.

    My fingers begin to trace
    my delicate skin, as I force myself
    to be brave enough to claim back
    every inch of my body that I once
    thought would always belong to him.

    Touching my body for the very first time,
    I caress every scar that shows
    the battles I have fought,
    and all the tormented nights that
    I spent being tortured in his chambers.

    But although I may be wounded,
    I can proudly say I won.
    Because inside my heart of courage,
    I know what must be done;
    I must reclaim my body,
    my mind,
    my heart,
    my soul.

    For this body is my home,
    and I will learn to love it all
    as something only I
    shall ever own!

    Comment: Painful and powerful. Until the end, my heart was breaking with you, but the determined, optimistic finish lifted my spirits greatly. I sincerely hope this challenge helped you to begin reclaiming your body!

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    (4)
    It's all about ME.
    by Nicko

    What is me
    Arteries and veins, blood and glob
    A complicated mishmash of muscle, bone and skin
    Hair and armpits, fingers and nose
    Put together in a most unique way that is me
    Only me, nobody else but me
    Everyday I look at me
    Everyday of my life
    Everyday it is different
    A pimple here
    A bruise there, that I know not how ?
    A cut or coldsore, cracked lip, peeling skin
    Feck a grey hair
    Nose hair, ear hair
    My six packs gone, washed off in the shower
    Replaced with a tyre

    Still inside seems mostly the same
    I burp and fart
    But ohhhh wait my aching back
    Got to get down on all fours to pick up my cruds
    Or I'm no use to man nor beast for a week or two
    Then there's scars
    Like a cat of nine tails
    My hands seem to get in the way of everything sharp
    Should wear my glasses more
    If I knew where they were

    So this is the new me
    I'm a new me everyday
    I'm mostly ok with that
    Yet I'm told getting old can be graceful
    Bugger me it's not graceful
    It's bloody brutal
    So that's it from me

    Comment: I would expect nothing less perspicacious from you! Great multidimensional treatment of time and how your body has morphed over the years, as well as small changes only you probably notice from day to day. I think you have aged more gracefully than you know :)

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    (5)
    Poem by Colm

    A draft from somewhere tickled
    my cheeks, my toes took a minute
    to climatise to the cold tile floor.
    It wasn't long
    before I started to see the things I missed
    in the post-shower layer of steam that usually
    coated the mirror - A freckle resting
    on my collar bone, an intensification
    of combover-style forearm hairs. I spotted
    where last weeks Dominos pizza had hibernated
    in the den of my waist.

    A faint pink, penny size piece
    of skin coating my knee reminded me
    of the fall I had at Murphy's, how I cried
    my 10year old eyes saw the blood. And
    the patch of off-brown under my armpit
    reminded me of the birthday I can't remember.

    My fingers are stubby. My nose sticks out
    like a crook and my hair is a Savannah-like mess.
    I hope that I can see these signatures years
    from now and smile like the man in the mirror
    is doing, gimpishly, now.

    Comment: Love how you noticed all the little features that seem to get lost in quick mirror checks and moments of nakedness. I have plenty of little freckles on my arms and shoulders that don't seem to get love. Recently my boyfriend told me he adores "that cute little freckle behind [my] right ear," and I would have never known I had it otherwise. Anyway, that's what your poem reminded me of, and it brought a smile to my face.

  • Hannah Lizette
    9 years ago

    Thank you for your comment. :)

    When will we know who is eliminated and what the next round will be?

  • silvershoes
    9 years ago

    Though I thoroughly enjoyed "It's all about ME" (found myself grinning by the end), that's the poem I've chosen to eliminate. Another tough call.
    Sorry, Nicko! Thanks for participating, buddy.

    Next round posted soon.

  • silvershoes
    9 years ago

    ROUND THREE:

    Ask someone -- preferably in person, but it can be online -- to explain what falling in love feels like. Extract ONE sentence from their response and shape a poem around it, embedding part or all of the sentence. Please attach the sentence beneath the poem so I can reflect on how you incorporated it once I'm done reading.

    Due midnight, August 24th [PnQ time].

  • Hannah Lizette
    9 years ago

    Great prompt. Will be working on this.

  • Nicko
    9 years ago

    OMG really I'm out ...... !!! Haha no probs Jane it was pretty bloody crappy, I was going to edit it a few times but never got round to it....

    Good luck to the rest of you..

  • Baby Rainbow
    9 years ago

    Wow, what a great prompt. I will have to decide who I am going to ask!

  • Baby Rainbow
    9 years ago

    Falling In Love

    Our eyes first met
    across a peaceful landscape
    of golden sand and whispering waves,
    instantly sending flutters
    through my mesmerised heart.

    Seasons danced in the evening air
    of soul-mate echoes, and past lovers
    began to fade into the mountains;
    I knew you would be my healer.

    Your arms became my blanket
    of hope when you reached out and
    drew me inside your warm embrace.

    The sun said goodbye to the moon
    as the magical sound of our first kiss
    awoke the sleeping city.

    Falling in love deeper than
    the ocean around us,
    my mind and my heart
    finally synced together-
    they both knew
    you were going to be
    the one.

    Saffie
    23

    23/8/14

    "It is the most amazing feeling in the world, your heart flutters,
    you want to spend every moment with that person, it's when your heart and your mind both know, its bliss, its magic!"

  • Hannah Lizette
    9 years ago

    Time Capsule

    Frustration was his comb
    as he smoothed his hair
    back with calloused fingers;
    he perched on the edge of
    the bed, harvesting
    emotions one by one.

    All that he envisioned
    was a burgundy mane
    splayed across his chest,
    tangled silhouettes and
    the craving for more
    time as it continued
    to expire.

    At that moment, he knew
    that he was held hostage
    deep within the walls of
    a time capsule labeled love.

    "All that you crave is their time."

  • nouriguess
    9 years ago

    WHAT!!!! WHY HAVEN'T I SEEN THIS UNTIL NOW!?

  • silvershoes
    9 years ago

    Deadline extended for Colm & Abby. I'm a sucky host, so I can't really hold you guys accountable for being late ;)

  • silvershoes
    9 years ago

    Someone drag Colm & Abby back here!

  • Hannah Lizette
    9 years ago

    It's almost been 3 weeks, I don't think they are going to participate, lol. Shall we move forward, maybe declare a winner between me and Saffie or a tie?

  • silvershoes
    9 years ago

    Aw hell, you're probably right. With much ado, I declare Hannah Lizzette our winner! Congratulations, you churned out some beautiful poems. I appreciate all those who participated, especially the ones who pulled through until the end (you know who you are *ahem* Hannah and Baby Rainbow).
    Sorry for being a sucky host, but I hope you guys got something out of this mess. Ha.

    Hannah, your reward will be gifted soon!

  • Hannah Lizette
    9 years ago

    Aw, thank you! I had a great time writing, you gave us some wonderful prompts that I enjoyed. :)

  • Baby Rainbow
    9 years ago

    Well done Hannah! xxxx

    I did actually enjoy this, the prompts were really inspiring, unique and fun.

    Well done for all the poems out of this challenge, they were great!

    Thanks for hosting this :) x

  • silvershoes
    9 years ago

    Thanks, guys! You're great.

    Hannah, I promise you'll still get the 10 comments :) Just moved into a new place and we haven't set up internet yet. Soon!

  • Colm
    9 years ago

    Sorry guys for completely forgetting about this and holding things up :( Thanks Jane for hosting and well done Hannah :)

  • Hannah Lizette
    9 years ago

    No worries, Jane. I completely understand that life is busy. :)

  • silvershoes
    9 years ago

    If any of you haven't posted poems from this contest/thread to your account, I encourage you to do so!

    Alright, finally getting to this: -1st place will receive 10 R/R/C from me.

  • Hannah Lizette
    9 years ago

    Yep, my three entries are posted. Titles are:

    Twilight
    Raw
    Time Capsule