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Azrael.
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poochletty
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AshKB
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CatSinister
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Dan D Jones
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Jeni
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April 2012 Writing Challenge (Poetry!) - Voting Now Closed!
« on: April 03, 2012, 08:09:51 PM »
If I read a book and it makes my whole body so cold no fire can ever warm me, I know that is poetry. - Emily Dickinson


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For those who didn't know (I being one of them) April is National Poetry Month in the US.  And since we haven't done a poetry contest since last March (2011), I thought it was due time to have another one, just for a change of pace.  That being said, this month's rules are very easy.

The rules are as follows:

1. Must be poetry.
2. Your poetry does NOT have to rhyme.
3. Must include some element of fantasy.
4. No dirty limericks (this is directed at the_hound).
5. Poems must be a maximum 24 lines, this is normally a short story contest, epic ballads would be a wee bit long.

The contest is now closed!  And the winner is:

poochletty

Congratulations to our winner!

Come discuss this month's entries here! http://fantasy-faction.com/forum/writers-corner/april-2012-writing-(poetry)-challenge-discussion-thread
« Last Edit: May 31, 2012, 08:22:52 PM by Autumn2May »

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Re: April 2012 Writing Challenge (Poetry!)
« Reply #2 on: April 04, 2012, 01:46:55 PM »

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Re: April 2012 Writing Challenge (Poetry!)
« Reply #3 on: April 04, 2012, 02:03:44 PM »
http://www.sinfest.net/archive_page.php?comicID=4229

lol Oh, come on. :) I bet you could write something good. :)

Actually, I have a lot of old terrible, pretentious crap on line here:

http://lokislog.riddlemaster.org/

None of the poetry is fantasy based, however.

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Re: April 2012 Writing Challenge (Poetry!)
« Reply #4 on: April 04, 2012, 09:36:19 PM »
http://www.sinfest.net/archive_page.php?comicID=4229

lol Oh, come on. :) I bet you could write something good. :)

Actually, I have a lot of old terrible, pretentious crap on line here:

http://lokislog.riddlemaster.org/

None of the poetry is fantasy based, however.


See you are a braver man than I.  I have probably as many poems as you do, but my are locked safely away inside my hard drive where no one will ever see them. ;D

I like The Ocean, by the way.  Very good imagery. :)

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Re: April 2012 Writing Challenge (Poetry!)
« Reply #5 on: April 04, 2012, 09:57:58 PM »
See you are a braver man than I.  I have probably as many poems as you do, but my are locked safely away inside my hard drive where no one will ever see them. ;D

I figure someone's going to be laughing at me.  It might as well be me.  And if it is me, I might as well let the whole world laugh along.

I like The Ocean, by the way.  Very good imagery. :)

That's one of the slightly less terrible ones.  :-)  Thank you.

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Re: April 2012 Writing Challenge (Poetry!)
« Reply #6 on: April 04, 2012, 10:21:45 PM »

4. No dirty limericks (this is directed at the_hound).


PMSL  ;D ;D

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Re: April 2012 Writing Challenge (Poetry!)
« Reply #7 on: April 05, 2012, 03:45:02 AM »
I'm feeling sorry for you on the lack of entries and bored as I can't sleep and need to be up in around 4 hours.. Great. -.-

This is probably crud but oh well, here goes nothing.


            Unamed.

Bright as the everlasting sun,
      As the gentle rays touch the sky.
Standing in the centre of everything,
      As the world transforms around you.

Strong as the surrounding earth,
      As it hums its oldest song.
Watching the powers you unleashed,
      As they unravel time.

Calm as the glistening sea,
      As it laps along the shore.
Listening to the sound of silence,
      As all you knew is gone.

Raging as the temporal fire,
      As life crackles in its hearth.
Crying in the presence of nothing,
      As life begins anew.
What is a man but the sum of his memories?
We are the stories we live!
The tales we tell ourselves!

They called me mad.
I called them mad.
Damn them!
They outvoted me!

It is absurd to divide people into good and bad.
People are either charming or tedious.

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Re: April 2012 Writing Challenge (Poetry!)
« Reply #8 on: April 06, 2012, 03:37:24 AM »
The Empath


What is this terrible pain I feel?
It burns until I want to scream.
Why does this sadness seem so real?
Please wake me from this awful dream.

Who brought this love into my heart?
I can feel it swelling in my chest.
Whose guilt is tearing my world apart?
Why don't I feel I did my best?

What smile is this upon my face?
My cheeks hurt from it's giddy strain.
How do I know the smell of this place?
Why do these memories cause me pain?

Whose tears are wet upon my cheek.
Whose ache is this inside my head?
Whose calmness is it I must seek?
To rid me of this looming dread.

“She's so unstable”, some people say.
Yet all of my life, I've doubtlessly known.
Many feelings that have come my way
Were emotional heartaches not my own.

I weather the storms that would set you adrift.
Leaving me better, or leaving me worse.
I am the Empath, this is my gift.
I am the Empath, this is my curse.
« Last Edit: April 06, 2012, 03:42:59 AM by poochletty »

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Re: April 2012 Writing Challenge (Poetry!)
« Reply #9 on: April 06, 2012, 07:45:36 AM »
My first poem written since primary school, about two characters in the story/universe I'm currently working on. Hopefully, enjoy! (It could have easily been 28 lines in the way it beat itself out in my head, but alas the rules.)

Sentries Far From Home

Alfheim is apparently made from ice and storms, which no one told them.
Not that it would have made a difference.
One had a choice between a uniform or a cell,
the other needed the money,
lied about her age.

The two elf-girls sit in a snow-edged foxhole, clutching empire-issued rifles,
watching for 'enemy movement' through unfamiliar trees.
'I'm sick of snow', says the blonde girl, the one who got caught and sentenced and offered a choice.
'I hate it. I can see why our ancestors moved somewhere saner. Well, warmer,'
she amends, for their trash-and-treasure stall of a world is not known for making sense.

'Home gets cold, too,' says the dark-haired girl, the one who before she lied
lived out in the bush, hunted for food and pelts and money. Not enough money.
'Home is a city, I'll show you,' says the former-thief.
'If we get back to our own world, I'll show you all the markets,
the ones where everyone comes and aren't afraid to show themselves,
put on a show.
I'll show you the best taverns, we'll spend our pensions on marinaded fish, spiced couscous,
decent bloody drink.
I'll show you the back entrances to all the theatres so we can watch for nothing.
What do you say?'

The dark-haired girl thinks of home
and she thinks of pink-hued mornings with just her, her old rifle, the warbling of birds.
She thinks of listening for deer and kangaroo, for wolves, wyverns, sabre-toothed cats – not soldiers.
She says, 'Svana, shut up and watch the damn trees.'
« Last Edit: April 06, 2012, 10:50:44 AM by AshKB »
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Re: April 2012 Writing Challenge (Poetry!)
« Reply #10 on: April 06, 2012, 11:42:54 AM »
This was a story idea which never saw daylight, condensed down into a narrative poem from the POV of a minor character who doesn't have a clue what's going on in most of the plot, and told in bad iambics and a rhyme scheme which ambushed me out of nowhere.
Here goes...

The Changeling

Her eyes were green, a vivid emerald green,
The kind of green I thought belonged in books;
I never saw before green eyes that bright.
Her hair was auburn: when it caught the light
It shone red-gold like fire. In short, her looks
Could captivate. We treated her like a queen.

When she was born, apparently, her eyes
Were hazel (kids' eyes can, I think, change hue;
What other explanation could there be?)
She looked unlike her other family.
Her father walked out years ago: his view
Was that her mum had cheated. He cut all ties.

She, though it seemed her heart was made of steel,
Had strings of lovers. Bewitched them, gossips said.
Well, she was hot: they liked her. No surprise.
Ignore that children's tale of witch's eyes;
Don't worry that one boyfriend was found dead.
That's all just stories. Magic isn't real.

I grew up, or she changed, for overnight
She became plain: ginger, hazel-eyed and tanned,
With fighter's reflexes and killing looks.
She later wrote some popular fantasy books:
The heroine fought her way from fairyland,
Destroyed her changeling double -
                                                Crazy, right?
Historian: an unsuccessful novelist.
H.L. Mencken

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Re: April 2012 Writing Challenge (Poetry!)
« Reply #11 on: April 06, 2012, 11:44:19 AM »
Just to add: my poem above is 24 lines by the metre, but ended up 25 on the page. If that disqualifies me, I don't really mind.
Historian: an unsuccessful novelist.
H.L. Mencken

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Re: April 2012 Writing Challenge (Poetry!)
« Reply #12 on: April 06, 2012, 10:15:16 PM »
None of the poetry is fantasy based, however.

Seems I lied.  This is an old one, circa 1985, but it's never been published or seen so I assume it's eligible for the contest.  Not a great poem but I think it fits the mood of fantasy.

The March of the Conquered

With heads held high in driving rain,
each step an exercise in pain;
with manacles which chafe our wrist
'til scarlet drips from each clenched fist;
With cries drowned by the clank of chain
and snap of whips which cut and maim;
With dead too numerous to list
We march into the silent mist.

The guards boast of who slew the most,
lift their voices in swaggering boast,
strike about with butts of spears
at we who refuse to show fear
and then, ever considerate hosts,
propose numerous witty toasts
to our long life with drunken cheer
while raising horns of wine and beer.

And now the moon dominates the sky.
We kneel and watch through glaring eyes
as they circle in their victory dance
and woo our women with brutal romance.
My fists clench as a guard draws nigh
my lips stifle a savage cry.
He recoils from my hate-filled glance.
I kneel and wait upon my chance.
« Last Edit: April 06, 2012, 11:10:27 PM by Dan D Jones »

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Re: April 2012 Writing Challenge (Poetry!)
« Reply #13 on: April 06, 2012, 10:44:03 PM »
Just to add: my poem above is 24 lines by the metre, but ended up 25 on the page. If that disqualifies me, I don't really mind.

That's fine. :)  Thanks for entering!

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Re: April 2012 Writing Challenge (Poetry!)
« Reply #14 on: April 07, 2012, 10:17:21 PM »
This is my first attempt at writing something other than children's verse....I haven't decided on a title yet  :)

The sky is clear: so blue, so bright,
The suns are high; such a delightful day.
 The breeze feels fresh and welcome on my skin,
The rippling water glistens, invitingly.

Yet still I move with caution through this realm,
Its beauty a facade, formed to ensnare.
Aware: my instincts keen, my senses sharp,
Further, I have reached, than those preceding.

I navigate this world to meet my fate.
They send hazards and diversions to waylay me; I prevail.
My heart beats true; my will is iron - resolute,
I must not fail; it is my destiny I pursue.

The suns are now the moons; the light is fading,
A forest lies ahead, I do not pause.
Skin breaks - my wings released, I take to flight,
Above the trees: I smile, I race, I soar.

My destination: grey beyond the green,
A swift approach; They’re taken by surprise.
They have waited a long time; They are prepared.
I land. They clip my wings. I close my eyes,

And Pulse; Their bodies scatter in the wind.
I step inside the cave; I feel It near.
It feels me too, we meet halfway; silence.
Slain. My destiny fulfilled, I shed a tear.


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