WHERE THE MOON NESTS' POEMS AND SCORES

* IF YOUR NAME ISN'T ON THE LIST BELOW, PLEASE DO NOT POST HERE. THE ONLY POSTS ALLOWED ARE POEMS FROM WTMNIS' TEAM LIST. THIS LIST CANNOT BE CHANGED. ANY COMMENTS AND DISCUSSION SHOULD BE TAKEN TO THE "MARATHON" THREAD.

* CONTEST STARTS 00:00 3 OCT PNQ TIME

* MODERATORS: If this thread goes beyond 100, please don't lock it, but I will try to make new ones on time if need be. Also, please delete any posts here that aren't poems (unless they're from me!).

WTMNIS TEAM LIST AND SCORES: 226
Amreen
Bird of paradise: 7+7+8+7+3+8
Dark Secrets: 3+7+3+8+8+8
Ethereous Abyssus Lupus xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx
Even Angels Cry xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx
Liliana: 7+7+7+8+7
Roses and lilys: 7
Senyru: 8
The Poet 8
Tara Kay: 8+8+7+9+8+7
Jenni xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx
The Poetess: 8+9+3+8+8+7

THE THEMES FOR EACH ROUND

THE POINT SYSTEM
* Each submitted poem, if it complies with the theme of the round, will earn an easy 5 points straight away for your team, regardless of quality.
* Poems will also be roughly judged for quality- a maximum of 5 points can be earned for a high quality poem (giving a maximum total of 10).

HOW TO RACE
* The Great Marathon starts on 00:00 3 October, PnQ time.
* Anyone can start the race by submitting a poem for the first round in this thread.
* Another team member then completes the second round, and so on.
* A person who has submitted a poem MAY NOT submit another entry until FOUR further rounds have been completed by other members of the team.
* All poems MUST be new and submitted here by the authors themselves.
* You may plot your team strategy within your club. CLUB LEADERS, it is up to you to do all you can to get your team's entries racing along. Bribe, threaten, shame, PM, blackmail...but get those rounds completed!
* With each entry, PLEASE LIST the Lap #, Round #, and the theme with your title.
* If all 13 rounds have been completed, the team can start from the Round 1 theme again to earn more points in further laps. These laps are unlimited.
* The team with the most points wins. Individual team members who gain the most points will also be recognised.
* It all ends on 00:00 9 October, PnQ time.

GOOD LUCK!!

Round 1
Lap 1

21 syllables

Farewell

Wandering
through clouds
reaching heavens
gate
I biw to the lord
and bid farewell
to you.

Round 2, lap one

Tanka

Fever

Warmness runs 'neath skin
so cold is the crust above it
Yet none hold the remedy
Lo! It collides crashing
Affected by the harsh winds of love

Round 3,lap one

Water

Many ways it hurts
but still the most painful
is through eyes.

Helpless
against it's nature of resurrecting
what dead inside.

Ripes the fruit of memories
and burns
what left behind.

Dissolves the sweetness of heart
in river of salt
flowing with smile.

Round #4 Lap #1

Includes the 'microscope' word in it.

If only I could microscope
my tomorrows within your eyes
observing whether I'm a victim
or a victorious dream.

If only I could outrun time
perhaps with my glasses,
so round and artless
or with the love I have within
so crescent-shaped.

If only, darling, I could
see you with a rose reddening
my nights, beckoning for my
lines to nest outside mortality,
or with a stream stuck between
your fingers...

If only I could blackmail
these satin meteors within your
eyes, but they caught me
at fault once my heart skipped
a beat, even before I could
catch them skipping over
my heart and daylight.

Yet I swear, darling

I'll grope amidst this nowhere
till I find my way towards you.

Round #5 Lap #1

Free Verse:

Caffeine Memories

My head lies on
his chest, and his
hearts beats faster
at every passing second.

Our eyes give in,
so we can meet in
dreams...as love
lingers at every kiss.

The ones he presents
me with in our sweet
illusions, as he holds me
in his arms I cherish this hug.

I wake up every morning
with a smile and the whisper
- I love you - the one he
dearly says in my ear.

Running his fingers
in my hair, as our lips
meet and the sun shines
troughs the window over us.

He says he will be absent
for just a minute, when I notice
the scent of fresh coffee flies
in the air, as I follow it.

But the taste of it cannot
compare to his kiss, so as this
caffeine gets cold I surrender
to his lips once more.

Round 6 Lap 1

Wild Card (PnQ Member)

King Phoenix

His resurrection eternal,
as his wings envelope
the darkest soul
allowing his tears,
so simplistic
heal the destroyed
being,
like the poetry he pens.
His words are far
from nonchalant
unlike the heart he homes
within his manly flight.
He is a phoenix in
the land of Lebanon
and is still
the king of the kingdom of
brilliance.

Round 7 lap 1

Cat

Laying in the sun
soaking up heat; purring.
Looking up, meowing at me
talking like I would understand.

Going where I go
standing behind me;
trying to trip me up.

Soft to the touch
I pet you
As you lay on my chest
With your eyes shut tight.

Round 8, lap one

Write

Pen oozes all over the paper white
These days I feel I just can't write
Black and blue blobs all over the page
Thoughts in my mind start to fight
I badly need to scream with rage

Round 9, lap one

P & Q member

Adreamer

So small with a
heart so big,
Spreading d seed of love
as sweet as fig.

Optimistic and funloving
with friendly attitude,
A minute spend with her
is worth my gratitude.

Faithful to those
who believes in her,
Always keeps your secrets
and makes it a blur.

It luks like a dream
to have an angel as my friend,
I wish we wud stay together
forever with hand in hand..

Round 10 Lap 1

Retreating Rat

Burrow beneath breadcrumbs
the robust rat crawled relitavely round
the darkened drawers thinking damn dear doris
why did she set the rat trap
to catch my blessed being?

Round 11 lap 1

Passing Life

I am feverently falling
into the pit of living hell
and as I gasp for breath
clutching this oxygen air
I am desperately willing life to pass me by.

Round 12 lap 1

P & Q member

Senyru

He melts thousands of
hearts, shinning at every
single word with the sun.

Or the cold raindrops that
surround his blessed
existence in this kingdom...

of hateful atrocities yet
amazing wonders we call life,
as he makes it worth to live.

The day I met this sweet
human being, lingers in my
mind as I feel thankful I did.

As he keeps shinning brighter
at every breath, at every word of
care he shows to each one of us.

Round 1, Lap 2

21 syllables:

Tears

Twinklings of diamonds
slowly find their way
around sinuous cheeks
as the heart lets out its juices

Round 2 Lap 2

Tanka:

Images formed,
whenever I threw thoughts
in those rivers
of your memories
to create my ripples.

I want my Poet back in. :)

Lap 2,Round four

Free verse

Gratitude

Years, nothing grows old for me;
you are still the same holding my
affection.

Sharing with me what truly yours;
an image of kindness,

made me a part of
your smile.

Pebbles were there,
but you told me how
to use them wisely;
made a road for my
destination.

I can't even thank you
on this special day;
your modesty always leads your
gratification.

I wish we could be together
like hands of time;
writing every moment of life as our
composition.

Round 5 Lap 2

Mocroscopic Angels

Through the eyes
of love
I see
the stars twinkling
in reflection
and through
heavens microscope
the angels are watching
over the young, old,
wise and naive.
The stars twinkle distantly
but
they shine extra bright
for you.

Round 6, Lap 2

Wild card; 5 lines:

Copy

As a shadow I lurk around the rooms
and follow your every move and stir
Alike you in every twist and turn
I scare your spirit out of you sometimes
Reflected in my soul your evil features emerge

Round 7, Lap 2

Cats:

Janitors of dark

In the realm of dark
it's eyes twinkle;
revealing what sun hides.

Rules
the voice of silence
with
Malevolent
Echoic
Opaque
Waves.

Blessed with curse of shaping,
what comes their way;
responsible for
myths and beliefs
of past.

Scoreboard updated. You still have 3 Happy Hours to use (apart from the general ones.)

Aabab

Lovekiller

You were my sweet victim - you say
the one with which who I got to play
this deja vu keeps flashing in my mind
but still lacerated I hopefully pray
that your love stops turning unkind.

I wish to forget this merciless attack
but I am not following the right track
since my heart still craves for passion
even though I cannot get it back
as I become more ill and ashen.

Lap 2,Round 9..

PnQ member: Tara Kay

Goddess

She loops

amidst my imagination
with her poetic
butterflies,

brushing a horizon
of April suns
and pinky verses.

She unfrocks the
sky and wears balm
stars around her lips,
versifying my world

of love and enemies.

--

I package my half-eaten
moons within her pocket
of security,

as she dabs,
in that nostalgic way
my palms

where blear autumns
hid and

withered.

Round 10 Lap 2
April Animosity

Amidst Aprils sunny showers
I danced delicately between the breeze
as the clouds collected in the sky.
Raindrops ran along a painted path
forming precious puddles
amongst some soil.

Round 11, Lap 2

Green fingers

They dance upon the keys, black and white
To turn the gracious notes to gold
Amidst the notorious music that grows
Beneath the nurtured words felt strong
Their scent spread wide across the garden blown

Round 12, Lap 2

Halloween Hiding

Red Noses,
squirting water
with those freekish grins,
Masks that hide
the warmth of a smile
behind the witches pointy hat.

Children stealing candy
from little old ladies,
throwing eggs and alighting
the trash.

Each year on Halloween,
I ponder the thought,
that these people I see
are figures of imagination,
and not the ghosts that
haunt my dreams.

Might be my last poem on here:

Round 13 Lap 2

Ode To My Toilet

It circles within its blank seat a
canvas of brazen secrets, and some
wet reveries too, some ashed forgotten
letters and incinerated dreams.

Auspicious yet never evasive,
poetic by all means.

It rouses my obduracy to realize that
our dearests are those whom we never
behold.

Delicious, I wouldn't state this
yet with confidence I'd say that

my toilet is my inspiration.

Lap 3,Round one,21 slylable

flood

An uninvited,
unexpected guest
plundering
what we save
all life.

Scoreboard updated. You still have 3 unused HH remaining.

A new general HH has been announced.

Lap 3, Round 2

Tanka

Tomorrow Awakens

A distant breeze sweeps
through the January air,
rustling the gentle
trees as they rest peacefully
in the dawn of tomorrow.

Edited: sorry forgot to wait for my turn!

Lap 3, Round 3

Water

Rumble of the waterfall

Senses awakening from the drum roll
High above, thumping my eardrum
Playing it like bass, drumming through
Mind is still as the water falls from high above
and images whiz in my mind, refreshing
like citrus bubbling softly in the cracks of my brain
soothing the bruises of memory
and I dive under the gleaming clear Estrada
of the underworld of wondrous liquid dreams

Lap 3 Round 4

Free Verse:

They are very few
those who knew
about our love, darling.

They envy my lips
of your cheeks,
they wished to have
you by their side
all night long.

Yet, you've never
forsaken my sky.
Everytime I open my
window you skulk that
pretty sweet laugh

behind your wild clouds.

Round 5, lap 3

Germs of pain

A deceit in love
brings along
the germs
of pain.

Highly contaminated
with diseases like
emptiness and silence.

Sometimes burns the heart
with unforgettable past
and
sometimes freezes it
with cold thoughts.

Even undetectable
under the
microscope of hapiness
on the slide of tears.

Round 6 lap 3

Wild card 5 lines

Speechless Tears

No words to explain how
these spirited tears escape
my auspicious eyes or why
they drench my cheeks
with their crystal reflections

Your scoreboard updated.

Please remember to wait for FOUR rounds between poems. You may be penalised the next time it happens.

You still have 3 unused HH remaining and remember to use the general HH being announced as well.

Round 7, Lap 3

Cats:

Cats In My Garden

Never bored
of mewing, hewing my pews,
drinking their milk
by my window, like furry
angels!

In my garden, there were
they, lurking for rats,
preparing for hasty
jumps and deadly
attacks.

I sneak in slow steps
to their hideout,
then suddenly with
their mews they scare me
out

Edited: I am really sorry I made a mistake and posted another poem instead of mine, in our club we make threads and I posted the wrong one, I am really sorry.

Round 8 Lap 3 HH

Acrostic

Sweet surrender (words make no sense anymore)

Suculent juices that
wander in the
ever sweet soul that
envelopes
the heart I nest.

so I will
undoubtedly lick the
rainbow juices of
robotic tears and
escape reality and sense
not for a minute
do I
even understand the words you
read.