Leap year poetry challenge

Since we decided it wasn't leap year (blushes red) but due to looking at the wrong year in the new diary :) we changed this to a Leaping and jumping poem competition. The submissions are now published at the bottom of the page. Judging is open to everyone from tomorrow. (Leaving time for any last minute submissions by close today) All the best Milly x

VOTING SYSTEM HAS NOW CHANGED - Due to some confusion about it. So just let me know who you thought was the best one (rather than the 10 for the winner, 7 for second and 8 for third) Please do keep the votes coming in last voting chance is Friday.... Thank you much appreciated Milly x

Contest sounds great, but leap year is next year

You should run it anyway: like Alice in Wonderland’s unbirthday: an unleap year contest

yes, this sounds like a great idea.

What a great idea... anything relating to leap or leaping is great. I dont know why I thought it was a leap year maybe because it was 1.am when posting ???

Any excuse for a competition is my motto. Would love to see some poems leaping in :)

Milly x

Done

We have two great poems in already. Hoping some more will bounce in soon. Milly :) x

We now have three poems and the closing date for entries is Tuesday so if anyone else ones to enter still plenty of time to bounce right in :) Milly x

Here are the poems that have been submitted for the Leaping challenge. Voting is open to everyone from tomorrow so If anyone wants to send me in any last minute submissions I will post them by end of day. Anyone can send in their vote for 10 points the winner, 7 points and 4 points by close on Friday I will publish the winner on Saturday morning (UK time)

In no particular order
Entry 1
Miss Milly said contest
and I hopped to it, with
a skip in every step
like the frog in the myth

so now i rhyme in leaps
and bounds: an ode
to vertical motion -
toss in a warty toad.

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Entry 2

Ribbit (acrostic)

Down on the pond
And the lily pads sit
In a line, you will find. . .
Seven froglets – ribbit
Yes, ribbit, yes ribbit

Bountiful are schools of flies
Eagle-eyed is Milly’s prize
Leaping and crunching
Lunching they munch it
Eat-ribbit – munch-ribbit, burp-ribbit

Whoosh, a hungry Heron flies on by
Away the frogs flee – dive, dive, dive
Returning to their pads, all have survived, they
Dance, yes, ribbit, grin-ribbit, sing-ribbit

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Entry 3

You told me to
leap
like a gazelle
in a golden forest -
but I never needed
speed
or height
or distance...
I needed the kind
of leap where I
rely on
nothing but lungs,
the breath of a soul
fighting.
I needed to trust
no one else,
landing
in complete
acceptance of
myself.