The Contest

Hella-hops! I miss the classics. Back to oldy contests. The song title beast.

Choose a title
Post here your sign up title

Post your poems HERE when you write them

Anonymous judges will vote
Winner gets nothing just a round of applause!

You may choose same titles. Just do post your choice and sign up here - please, so that I can register your name beside the titles.

Contest ends next Thursday

Titles:

All I Have to Do is Dream | Michael
Bad Moon Rising |<3 Andrea,
California Sun
Color My World | Mary Poppins
Cotton Fields
Gloria | Darcy,
I Need a Hero
Great Balls of Fire
House of the Rising Sun
In the Midnight Hour | Larry,
Moon River
Never Been to Spain
Sugar Shack
Tequila | Milly,
Tobacco Road
When a Man Loves a Woman | Em,
Twelfth Of Never
You Gave Me a Mountain

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Entries :

1 - Bad Moon Rising by Maple Tree

The moon melts these senses of mine
within constant fury, panic sets In,
I've known no fear until now; those
demons come closer after midnight.

My level of sanity has risen a record high
as clear water revives my soul; purifying a heart
that simply wants to love and be loved.

Bad thoughts are molding inside coffee cups
and cigarettes, there's nothing I can do
except listen to this old song and remember
how simple life was back then.

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
2 - Color My World by The Fairy Mary

Vivid colors lacked
in my world, no conflict
in the shades of grey;

it all seemed peaceful
until you slaughtered
the tranquility out of it,

and splattered hues
known to my vision
bringing chaos to
intentional blindness.

Dark red liquid puddles
into a canvas that
sheltered a fragile mind.

A cry of victory all but
spells out that I've lost
and now you've colored
my world

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

3- Tequila Girl (Acrostic) by Milly Hayward

Tequila girl dancing down the streets
each day got a smile for who she meets
quick try and catch her dance if you can
under the bridge she's making a plan
if you jump right in you'll have a chance
life with that girl will be one long dance
always got fun and joy in her heart
Girls like that are few and far apart
if you love her let her know your heart
release your inner tequila child
love life together dancing and wild

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

4 - When a Man Loves a Woman by EM

When a man loves a woman
he sees no one but her -
he still smiles at her beauty
20 years later
just as he did the first meeting -
even if those words
‘you're beautiful’
still make her blush

his love and loyalty withstand
any of her moodswings

he'll be the first up; always
with a gentle wake up kiss,
coffee in hand,
breakfast on a tray in bed

for with their first kiss
he, unknowingly to her,
sealed it -
‘until my dying breath’.

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

5 - Gloria by Mr. Darcy

Gloria

Over a yawning-morning-city,
birds stretched across
a strawberry-swirl sky.

All the long day
bustling-feet beat the streets;
whilst lorries, cars and bikes
chased the heat, until finally
smiling, it
tipped that hat,
to the wide-eyed-moon.

In the snouting-delving-dusk
a slavering stare
watched the street-walkers
patrol the heeled-stocking-corners.

Yesterday’s headline
wafts open and
quakes on the pavement. . .

“The Alphabet Killer strikes
for the sixth night in a row!
Last night, Flora Moore, 24,
was lethally stabbed
with a single pencil
which, like the others, was
left like a dart in her eye”

…before, being wind-snatched.

“Are you lonely, honey?”
she says, playfully,
leaning into the car window

they drive for
just a few lonely-streets.

“what will it be, sugar?”
she, coos.

Back-lit, his eyes
‘Glow’
Wider, his smile
G r o w s

Then, in a guttural growl:

“You're gonna die!”

Leathered-wing-beats crawled
across a glowering moon
as the sharpened pencil was raised. . .

Within a split-second,
fire-filled rage
snuffed all light

CRACK
An explosion

Pomegranate brain
erupted as skull splinters
ricocheted, pebbling
windows
lining
seat

and. . .

as wiry globules
of psychopath were still
slithering onto the
dash
Gloria wiped
her face
her gun and left
into the
noiseless-grinning-night.

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

6 - All I Have to Do is Dream (rondeau) by Michael

as nightfall comes and so I dream
my sleep beholds a vivid scene.
In oceans deep and seas of blue
I swim around to search for you.
A vision of my mermaid queen.

She comes to greet me at a scene
with hair of gold and eyes of green.
I hope to sleep the whole night through
...as nightfall comes

The sun peeps up and yawns a beam
you kiss my lips and leave my scene.
I wake up with a hollow view
my eyes are full of missing you.
But ..all I have to do is dream
...as nightfall comes

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

7 - After Midnight by Larry

She cannot work until the world sleeps
with doors locked, windows shuttered
except for those high above
(since no one needs worry about them).

Down from the inky roof she climbs
enters these impossible places
to steal from the dozing people
their most valuable possession.

Creeps inside, past the bewitched dog
ignores the desk and hidden safe
slinks into the children’s room:
sleeping unaware like the dead.

She breathes on them, causing deep
inhalations to lung’s capacity
and sucks out their souls
as they release their breath.

Vitality renewed, youth regained,
she leaves the young cherubs,
now shriveled and prematurely aged,
to be found the morrow and mourned.

She escapes detection leaving
the way she came and flies away
to her casket in the mortuary
until the next new moon’s darkness
and her unlit midnight flight.

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

Twelfth of never

Perhaps a paradox,
but I have seen roses grew on the ice;
an old flame burning with vapors of guilt
in the blowing wind for ignition
as well as an apology quoted with
anagram of love.

I am drowning in the fear of unknown
and becoming a rebel
(the forgotten one
in between the saints and the sinners)
— a devil which is injected
with toxic medicine of fake life and
held captive in prison of this selfish world.

Will you wake up from the war
and forgive the accused on trial,
if I write you a love song with a heavy heart?
-
Will you peace-out with my misconduct
to save a life by reaching out for the angel
falling from its grace?
-
Will you quit the resentful sleep
for a beautiful dream?

And if not,
close your eyes once again to look deeper
and tell me...
Don't you see two teenagers,
pieces of a broken rock,
poorly put together in the twelfth of never?

Bad Moon Rising

Gloria

Lovely *______*

In the Midnight Hour

Color my world please

...Sounds interesting Rania :)

Please may I have - 'All I have to do is dream'

Michael :)X

DONE :)

When & where do you want us to post?

Whenever you finish post them here and you all have till next Thursday (Sept. 20) to submit them as a final deadline.

Just a question have you already chosen anonymous judges? And are there any rules??

When a man loves a woman please

No hidden rules, just a typical song title contest. Pick and write.

And done! *_____*

Bad Moon Rising
By Maple Tree

The moon melts these senses of mine
within constant fury, panic sets In,
I've known no fear until now; those
demons come closer after midnight.

My level of sanity has risen a record high
as clear water revives my soul; purifying a heart
that simply wants to love and be loved.

Bad thoughts are molding inside coffee cups
and cigarettes, there's nothing I can do
except listen to this old song and remember
how simple life was back then.

Vivid colors lacked
in my world, no conflict
in the shades of grey;

it all seemed peaceful
until you slaughtered
the tranquility out of it,

and splattered hues
known to my vision
bringing chaos to
intentional blindness.

Dark red liquid puddles
into a canvas that
sheltered a fragile mind.

A cry of victory all but
spells out that I've lost
and now you've colored
my world

Tequila Girl please :)

Tequila Girl (Acrostic)

Tequila girl dancing down the streets
each day got a smile for who she meets
quick try and catch her dance if you can
under the bridge she's making a plan
if you jump right in you'll have a chance
life with that girl will be one long dance
always got fun and joy in her heart
Girls like that are few and far apart
if you love her let her know your heart
release your inner tequila child
love life together dancing and wild

When a man loves a woman
he sees no one but her -
he still smiles at her beauty
20 years later
just as he did the first meeting -
even if those words
‘you're beautiful’
still make her blush

his love and loyalty withstand
any of her moodswings

he'll be the first up; always
with a gentle wake up kiss,
coffee in hand,
breakfast on a tray in bed

for with their first kiss
he, unknowingly to her,
sealed it -
‘until my dying breath’.

Gloria

Over a yawning-morning-city,
birds stretched across
a strawberry-swirl sky.

All the long day
bustling-feet beat the streets;
whilst lorries, cars and bikes
chased the heat, until finally
smiling, it
tipped that hat,
to the wide-eyed-moon.

In the snouting-delving-dusk
a slavering stare
watched the street-walkers
patrol the heeled-stocking-corners.

Yesterday’s headline
wafts open and
quakes on the pavement. . .

“The Alphabet Killer strikes
for the sixth night in a row!
Last night, Flora Moore, 24,
was lethally stabbed
with a single pencil
which, like the others, was
left like a dart in her eye”

…before, being wind-snatched.

“Are you lonely, honey?”
she says, playfully,
leaning into the car window

they drive for
just a few lonely-streets.

“what will it be, sugar?”
she, coos.

Back-lit, his eyes
‘Glow’
Wider, his smile
G r o w s

Then, in a guttural growl:

“You're gonna die!”

Leathered-wing-beats crawled
across a glowering moon
as the sharpened pencil was raised. . .

Within a split-second,
fire-filled rage
snuffed all light

CRACK
An explosion

Pomegranate brain
erupted as skull splinters
ricocheted, pebbling
windows
lining
seat

and. . .

as wiry globules
of psychopath were still
slithering onto the
dash
Gloria wiped
her face
her gun and left
into the
noiseless-grinning-night.

Jeez darcy imma have nightmares hahah

Exciting ^______^

Brilliant posts so far you clever poets you :)

All I have to do is dream (rondeau)

as nightfall comes and so I dream
my sleep beholds a vivid scene.
In oceans deep and seas of blue
I swim around to search for you.
A vision of my mermaid queen.

She comes to greet me at a scene
with hair of gold and eyes of green.
I hope to sleep the whole night through
...as nightfall comes

The sun peeps up and yawns a beam
you kiss my lips and leave my scene.
I wake up with a hollow view
my eyes are full of missing you.
But ..all I have to do is dream
...as nightfall comes

After Midnight

She cannot work until the world sleeps
with doors locked, windows shuttered
except for those high above
(since no one needs worry about them).

Down from the inky roof she climbs
enters these impossible places
to steal from the dozing people
their most valuable possession.

Creeps inside, past the bewitched dog
ignores the desk and hidden safe
slinks into the children’s room:
sleeping unaware like the dead.

She breathes on them, causing deep
inhalations to lung’s capacity
and sucks out their souls
as they release their breath.

Vitality renewed, youth regained,
she leaves the young cherubs,
now shriveled and prematurely aged,
to be found the morrow and mourned.

She escapes detection leaving
the way she came and flies away
to her casket in the mortuary
until the next new moon’s darkness
and her unlit midnight flight.

Hey sorry I almost forgot to post it here.

Twelfth of never

Perhaps a paradox,
but I have seen roses grew on the ice;
an old flame burning with vapors of guilt
in the blowing wind for ignition
as well as an apology quoted with
anagram of love.

I am drowning in the fear of unknown
and becoming a rebel
(the forgotten one
in between the saints and the sinners)
— a devil which is injected
with toxic medicine of fake life and
held captive in prison of this selfish world.

Will you wake up from the war
and forgive the accused on trial,
if I write you a love song with a heavy heart?
-
Will you peace-out with my misconduct
to save a life by reaching out for the angel
falling from its grace?
-
Will you quit the resentful sleep
for a beautiful dream?

And if not,
close your eyes once again to look deeper
and tell me...
Don't you see two teenagers,
pieces of a broken rock,
poorly put together in the twelfth of never?

RESULTS: AMAZING poems, thank you for your contribution! There were 3 judges who voted (10, 7, 4 - points) each for their top 3 poems. Below are the results.

And the Applause goes for Darcy's Gloria <3 Amazing!

10 + 4 + 10 = 24 for "Gloria" by Mr Darcy

4 + 10 + 4 = 18 for "All I have to do is dream (Rondeau) by Michael
7 Bad Moon Rising by Maple Tree
7 for "After Midnight" by Larry
7 Tequila girl

Firstly,
Many thanks to Rania, for threading this competition :)

All the poems here are wonderful, it is nice to see poets always challenging themselves and also learning from others, and talent of course!

Thank you to the three judges for my votes and points :))

..and last, but by no means least Congratulations Mr D! :) with a brilliant piece of 'Gloria'

Much love, M :)xx

Gosh and golly!

Thanks, Rania for hosting this contest. The film titles really helped to create some wonderful poems.

Thanks to the 3 judges who read through all entries and voted. I have no doubt it must have quite a challenge.

I really enjoyed writing for this one as it gave me something to get my teeth into.

Thanks again.

Congrats Mr Darcy, Michael, andrea, Milly, and Larry.

Congrats to all and thanks to Rania for this fun contest!

Mr. Darcy, your entry knocked my socks off and was totally engaging.

Congratulations to Mr Darcy, Michael, Maple Tree and Larry. Huge thanks to Rania for setting and organising the competition and to the three judges for taking the time to Judge. All my best wishes Milly x

Congrats to the Michaels!
Gloria was nightmarishly thrilling!

And Rania thank you so much for this beautiful contest. Actually, I wrote the poem before and I was thinking of the title but Thanks to you for running this contest. Luckily I found one suitable title for that poem.