POET challenges EOP

whats eop?

A poetry club. :]

Tehe! Go POET! ;P

For EOP then...

Thou Wilt

The leaves of a tree,
in Autumn I see,
are ever so slowly dying.

Their colour is changed,
I'm sure they feel pain,
yet their beauty in death
starts me crying.

Amid the graveyard rustle
of their fallen friends,
I choke,
and think of you again.

You drank in sorrow
to no tomorrow,
as I watched your face
like seasons change,
until it came to Winters pain.

I will post this within the group...

Ann Marie makes a great judge. I can ask her for you if you would like.

--Sher

Fallen Defences [Haiku]
By ѕ¢αяℓєт.ℓιρѕ ♥
EOP

Petals gently fall
Flowers left without defense
Foes prey on weak hearts

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A haiku has three lines with a syllable count of 5/7/5 and is usually pertaining to nature

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Woot Go EOP!

Wilting
The Flower Dies
Silently
The Petals Fall

She's been broken.
She's been Torn in two.

Once, the flower grew
Shades of every color-
Swirling within the petals.

Her sould blossemed,
She Was Alive.

Then the rain, the storm Rose
Her delicate petals could never withstand
The pouring rain, the hail, then the fire.

She's broken down
Because of him.

He tormented, abandoned,
Left her out in the cold.
First he lied to her.
Said he'd never hurt her.

Then he pushed her,
on that Cold December night,
Took it too far.

Then she crumbled..
Because of him she crumbled.

And now the flower's wilted.
No longer a beaty.
The colors have faded.
She's gone.

Hope you like it, ive found myself writing alot of poems about this topic.

EOP

"Revealed and Yet Soon to Perish"

It is now the flare
before the final falling—
day’s bright exodus.

The world glows scarlet
with the sullen, seething pride
of dying embers.

One last fiery throb—
a heartbeat from a red sun
as the light expires.

*The title refers to a quote taken from Virginia Woolf's "A Room of One's Own."

Hrm, How come its only EOP-nese?

Wheres all you POET-icans?

Most of us in POET are from Australia, So our time zones are completely different. But I'll be posting mine soon. :]

For POET

My bones, like the frozen spheres
of winter. Chatter against the empty
hollowness of the bleak color white.
Though some may find love within
the barren trees and dangling ice,
I find nothing but sorrow--
In a portrait where the sun is dull
and colors are erased to portray
a winterland scene.

The birds fade away as I still wait
every morning for their song
Locked up inside a cubicle
far away from the chills
that continually...prick my spine
While the sky whithers behind grey clouds
Dear winter, shine, shine upon my vacant
soul, save me for it has flown away along
with robins and jays seeking summer again

POET!! Sorry for leaving you guys!!!!

Kick their bootays!!! Woooot! Lol.

Jess I love ya babes :] hmmm Not really sure what ya want from me though... send me an email or add me to msn... I will get to it as soon as I can.. anything for You ;] hehe dlskma@hotmail.com [mmmwwwwaaahhhhhh]

So...who are the judges?

I would suggest
-Enslavement of Beauty
-Michael D Nalley
-FTS Miles

Bob - seems you're being ignore my fellow poet... Let them carry on, they can't handle the the real challenge ;)

what are you afraid of the other groups...where's the challenge in that.....Course I already know you're afraid of us...ahahahaha

we at Release the Voice Within want some of this, chumps

^^Haha, I just realised you posted that. Now I know what you meant by being ignored, lol.

But we're not afraid. ;P I'm sure both groups can have a challenge together at some point. :]

I am sure EOP will come out victorious, of course I am biased. Go EOP!

sup buddies, really? most of the POETs are from Australia. hehehe, me too, but im and EOP, hehehe, and now its my turn to bring something to the table, a shakespearean sonnet...

Winter's Last Rose

Torrential teardrops fell from darkened skies,
his wailing, mournful, caressing lament.
Then washed from clouded, grey and loving eyes,
a good-bye no one dared to circumvent.

So softly curled her lips round aching heart,
and teetering she rose above the heights,
as winter's chill embraced, yet rent apart
her fragile kiss and sent her flesh to flight.

The raging wind called insult, curse, and sin,
its lies the final ravaging defeat.
And as the blooming color fled her skin,
she knew her life, when lived, was bitter sweet.

As petals fell she almost could forget -
beneath her falling corpse, new seeds still slept.

woot woot, i like this one, if neone wants to rate, heheh, u know where to go...cheers every one

'Whitey

sup buddies, really? most of the POETs are from Australia. hehehe, me too, but im and EOP, hehehe, and now its my turn to bring something to the table, a shakespearean sonnet...

Winter's Last Rose

Torrential teardrops fell from darkened skies,
his wailing, mournful, caressing lament.
Then washed from clouded, grey and loving eyes,
a good-bye no one dared to circumvent.

So softly curled her lips round aching heart,
and teetering she rose above the heights,
as winter's chill embraced, yet rent apart
her fragile kiss and sent her flesh to flight.

The raging wind called insult, curse, and sin,
its lies the final ravaging defeat.
And as the blooming color fled her skin,
she knew her life, when lived, was bitter sweet.

As petals fell she almost could forget -
beneath her falling corpse, new seeds still slept.

woot woot, i like this one, if neone wants to rate, heheh, u know where to go...cheers every one

'Whitey

Ohhhh... These are really good. Haha... Make sure this stays open for a few days, Cause I won't be able to finish mine until after the weekend, cause I'm working more than usual.

But wow... :]

For EOP

Battle Scars
By: Twisted Heart

We were few, who fought the war of winter
We stood strong as the battle lines were drawn
We faced our adversaries that had met us
Upon the song of Autumn's golden lawn.

We were few, our number less than many
Progress had shrank our friends in lesser times
But the battle might reduce what was coming
So we held ourselves with dignity and pride.

We were few, when the winter came upon us
Breaking branches with it's hungry hands of ice
Hollow frost began to freeze our humbled spirits
As our wooden limbs were scattered in the night..

We were few, and alas, the battle ended
Winter's breath was now blanketing our hearts
Leaving nothing, but the hands of winter
And the touch of cold upon our battle scars.

Jess! I'm not entering this!! =/

from EOP- The Rustle Of Dying Dreams

Scarlet and gold
Falling gently without a sound
Stepped on ,crushed
Left lying on the ground

Hearing the rustling
Of dying dreams
Kicked around and scattered
Lying among the broken things

Feeling the chill
As the winter winds blow by
Crimson turning to brown
Left alone to die

Only a whisper of a gentle spring
Can still be heard in the falling rain
Just a memory disintegrating in snow
Lost into forever, on the northern wind it goes

An angel reaches out and gathers the pieces
And with a tear she says a prayer
On the saddened earth below
A stillness fills the air……….

EOP WILL BRINGM DOWN THE HOUSE!!!!!!

dang you POET-icans are crazy.. thinking u'll win. psh. ha.

but yes. all the poems are great so far. =P

*doh am I gonna cause a war with my judging?.. haha This is going to be so hard to judge.. Jess let me know when it's over please.. am reading all new poems and they are soooooooooo good :]

Colors

When all look at the sunset do they close their eyes
because there are too many colors?
All shades of reds, pinks, blues, whites, and golds are admired,
taken in all together to feel its entire beauty,
seen in awe until the last painted cloud is gone.
The final present in a day from a fading sun.

And when the black of night sets in,
the moon seems to shine a hollow white.
The clear clouds roll by, at times creating a green haze around our moon.
Do the stars in the heavens refuse to sparkle because of the blackness of the sky;
does the brightness of the day ignore the words said by the darkness of his brother night?
Does the sun despise the moon for the borrowing of light?

oohhhhhh best get our brains into gear then :]

You are all very crazy =)

Umm, Jess... I don't think I can submitt mine... I've been out all day, and I'm about to go to sleep... and I gotta get up early and go out tomorrow.. So yeah... =(

Michael D Nalley the other judge for this?

Yay its Over! =]

i cant wait for you uys to announce EOP the Wiiiiiiinnnnneeeeeerrrrrrs. =]

I have sent Michael a private message, but have not yet heard anything back from him.. Unfortunately I am away now until the 12th Dec so the results will have to wait until after then, unless Michael judges it on his own or I can find a cyber cafe where I'm staying..

My apologies to everyone, just wanted You all to know that I have not forgotten about this ;]

Zzzzzz

hellooooo! is anybody in theeere? Just seeing if this thing is going anywhere...

Lol, yeah. Donna do you think you could manage judging this by yourself? Or we could replace Michael. Just an idea to get this moving.

Yeah, will be happy to judge it by myself.. I still haven't heard from Michael so as long as everybody else is alright for me to do it on my own then that's all good :].. not tonight though cos I've been drinking.. If I get the ok from You all I will judge this on sunday :]

Kool :]

OK peeps, the moment You've all been patiently waiting for ;]

1st place - Winters Last Rose - Whitey
2nd place - Ghost Tree - Jess
3rd place - The Rustling Of Dying Dreams - Deana

You all did a brilliant job on this and it was really difficult to decide the winners.. Congratulations to all the winners and everybody else that took part

We wuz robbed govna!!

Yay...wow...
[speechless]
woah, all i gotta say is congrats to everyone who competed, this seemed like one tough competition...
thanks Donna for judging,
thanks to POET for the challenge
cheers evryone
Whitey 'o6

Thank you Donna , I feel honored to be among these talented winners. thank you! this was great fun.