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Who wrote the best Poem in March?

Overlord
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Kit
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Funky Scarecrow
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Autumn2May
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KnitingKnots
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The Hound
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Ayros
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Arthum
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Moonshine
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DracosFidus
1 (11.1%)

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Voting closed: May 01, 2011, 01:26:25 PM

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Offline Overlord

March Writing Challenge - Voting Closed!
« on: March 02, 2011, 08:47:39 AM »
Poetry

NO! Wait... Don't hit that 'x'... Hang on...

"Poetry teaches you about language, sound, and form." says Patrick Rothfuss whose prose border on poetry. Authors such as Steven Brust or Mark Lawrence as well... who write some of the darkest, most brutal fantasy in the business write poetry and even make it part of their stories...

Why though is poetry so beneficial? Rothfuss just told you... but I will let him continue...

"Poetry teaches you about language, sound, and form. I believe that if an author loves language and words, then poetry can teach a great deal about how to use those words effectively.

True, all authors use words, but not all authors focus on making them beautiful. Shakespeare loved words, so did Roger Zelazny and Angela Carter. Ray Bradbury also has what I consider a poetical turn of phrase, by which I mean that the language itself it beautiful, regardless of content, character, or cleverness.

Some authors just don’t play that word game. They care more about story, or plot, or character, or… I dunno, unicorns or making money. I’m not being critical here. Those things are important. Those authors can still write good stories, there’s no denying that.

But my favorite authors love words AND character AND story… and sometimes unicorns, I guess.

Even if you aren’t a word-centric writer, poetry can teach you a lot. You know how everyone talks about Hemmingway learning his tight style by writing for newspapers? I think people can learn the same economy of phrase from poetry. In an 80,000 word novel you have space to waste. But in a twelve line poem you need to make every word pay for itself twice. Ideally, poetry is all about the efficient, affective, well-crafted line. Any author will benefit from learning lessons in that vein."


One Example:

The Cycle by Steven Brust
Phoenix sinks into decay
Haughty dragon yearns to slay.
Lyorn growls and lowers horn
Tiassa dreams and plots are born.
Hawk looks down from lofty flight
Dzur stalks and blends with night.
Issola strikes from courtly bow
salmoth maintains though none knows how.
Vallista rends and then rebuilds
Jhereg feeds on others' kills.
Quiet iorich won't forget
Sly chreotha weaves his net.
Yendi coils and strikes, unseen
Orca circles, hard and lean.
Frightened teckla hides in grass
Jhegaala shifts as moments pass
Athyra rules minds' interplay
Phoenix rise from ashes, gray.


The Rules

1. First rule. There are no rules in poetry. Do you believe there are? Let's talk about this. Sure, the sonnet and the limerick have rules; haiku has rules; these forms are defined by their rules. But poetry in general? At the end of the day, I'd argue that poetry has but one rule, that it not be prose, that it be one notch more distilled and exciting than prose.

2. Second Rule. In this case we WILL limit your Poems... They can be 12 to 20 lines long... purely for fairness and so we can judge evenly.

3. Third Rule. Covered in the first rule but to make it clear... They DO NOT have to rhyme!

GOOD LUCK... DO NOT BE AFRAID TO TRY SOMETHING DIFFERENT!
Read About Poetry in an un-formal form here: http://www.creativity-portal.com/bc/bruce.price/rules-poetry.html
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Offline Overlord

Re: March Writing Challenge
« Reply #1 on: March 02, 2011, 10:32:43 AM »
I have always been shockingly bad at poetry... but I tried really hard to put in a good hour just making something work. I started with the idea of giving the image of one thing but taking that image and giving it a different meaning than first presented. *shrugs* I tried... lol. Practice, Practice, Practice.

The Dragon's Treasure

There sat a dragon upon a mountain of bones,
It contemplated the heroes they once belonged.
Each had come to steal what was not theirs,
For what reason it knew not.

They came with magic, with swords and now guns,
Quickly though they fell - added to his mountain.
Millennia he had fought to guard this treasure,
For what reason it knew not.

Eagerly he awaited the arrival of the next champion,
His chance to dance, to play, to add to the mountain.
The time between visits seemed longer and longer,
For what reason it knew not.

It reflected upon of leaving behind the bones,
Of retreating to quiet and peaceful solitude.
The lifeless things though remained alluring,
For what reason it knew.
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Offline Funky Scarecrow

Re: March Writing Challenge
« Reply #2 on: March 02, 2011, 10:50:41 AM »
I haven't written a poem since I got kicked out of high school. Should be interesting to try it again. I'm in. No guarantees about quality, though. ;D
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Re: March Writing Challenge
« Reply #3 on: March 02, 2011, 10:56:50 AM »
There was an elf from the kingdom of Magina,
who was a bit of a ....

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Re: March Writing Challenge
« Reply #4 on: March 02, 2011, 11:08:54 AM »
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Re: March Writing Challenge
« Reply #5 on: March 02, 2011, 11:13:00 AM »
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He went on a quest to defeat the dragon of Flamydia,
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Re: March Writing Challenge
« Reply #6 on: March 02, 2011, 12:36:37 PM »
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but sadly got a dose of ....

*NOTED*

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Right - Entries please! lol.
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Offline Arthum

Re: March Writing Challenge
« Reply #7 on: March 02, 2011, 03:22:32 PM »
Well, time to get to work. But unfortunately most good ideas come to me when I'm outside without anything to write on :/ Hopefully this time I'll get a good idea at home.

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Re: March Writing Challenge
« Reply #8 on: March 02, 2011, 06:01:55 PM »
Does it really have to be at least 12 lines?  I have a whole bunch of shorter ones I could use. :)

Offline Lyz

Re: March Writing Challenge
« Reply #9 on: March 02, 2011, 07:15:37 PM »
The Forest

As I wandered the path through the woods
I wondered to myself,
"Where does this lead? Should I have hope?"
My world was crumbling around me,
a blur of red bringing destruction quickly.

Farther and farther I walked,
until I thought I would die
before ever seeing another building.
Dreams of the ocean I had never seen
kept me going until the gate.

The trees in the thick forest
sounded like waves crashing
on a long-forgotten shore,
though darkness and death
moved through the branches
like lovers in the night.

My home was lost,
but my dream of the sea
bound me to the path.

And so I walked on.

... If you couldn't tell, I'm reading "The Forest of Hands and Teeth". I seriously cannot stop thinking about this book. It's freaking amazing. :D
« Last Edit: March 02, 2011, 10:13:32 PM by Kit »
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Re: March Writing Challenge
« Reply #10 on: March 02, 2011, 07:34:23 PM »
On the Matter of Observing a Unicorn

To see the Unicorn which flees,
First find a virgin pure of heart,
Then take her in among the trees
And bind her, as the ritual starts.

Bring in a woodsman, large and strong,
To pull her through the loam and bracken.
Then as he drags the mite along
Sing as her bruises raise and blacken:

“This girl shall die unless I see,
A Unicorn of purest white.
Show all your magic unto me,
Step out from shadow into light.”

Hide and bid the girl farewell
For Unicorns must eat, as well.


... There it is, then. A sonnet about the correct methodology for seeing carnivorous magic horses.
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Re: March Writing Challenge
« Reply #11 on: March 02, 2011, 07:35:21 PM »
Dang it!  Now it's too long! :P  Alright I'm posting this one, but I'll go back and do another that is the correct length. :)

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Fire Magic

it started with a spark
a little piece of light
it grew inside her heart
and intensified in might

the heat began to grow
trying to consume her
caught up in the flow
thoughts becoming looser

spark became a flame
hands began to tingle
she called on magic's name
spell and fire mingle

the blast shot from her hand
and sailed across the dark
the light lit up the land
and the magic found its mark

her enemy lay dead
his body charred and black
his sword lay by his head
his shield across his back

she'd won the day against him
her powers now mature
her chances had been slim
but her purpose had been sure

she turned her face away
and walked into the night
her magic saved the day
dark had bent to light

Offline knittingknots

Re: March Writing Challenge
« Reply #12 on: March 02, 2011, 07:54:08 PM »
I saw Autumn2May talk about this on Twitter, so I had to play.  Based on the fairy tale the Wild Swans.

The Silent Sister

The spinning wheel turns round and round
She listens to its whirring sound
And dreams of summers yet unfound
As she pulls the fine white thread.

The swans fly silent through the sky -
they set their wings to land nearby
She dare not stop to sing or sigh
with the curse upon their head.

The loom clicks as the shuttle flies
the tears fall silent from her eyes,
as bespelled brothers take to the skies -
they spot the loom’s white shed.

Nettle linen she sews by day
though why she does she may not say -
or else the swans will go away.
Her hands are sore and red.

What will she say when the task is done
the last stitch made, the last thread spun
and her brothers stand man-shaped in the sun -
Will she scream the spell is dead?

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Re: March Writing Challenge
« Reply #13 on: March 02, 2011, 08:15:34 PM »
I saw Autumn2May talk about this on Twitter, so I had to play.  Based on the fairy tale the Wild Swans.

The Silent Sister

The spinning wheel turns round and round
She listens to its whirring sound
And dreams of summers yet unfound
As she pulls the fine white thread.

The swans fly silent through the sky -
they set their wings to land nearby
She dare not stop to sing or sigh
with the curse upon their head.

The loom clicks as the shuttle flies
the tears fall silent from her eyes,
as bespelled brothers take to the skies -
they spot the loom’s white shed.

Nettle linen she sews by day
though why she does she may not say -
or else the swans will go away.
Her hands are sore and red.

What will she say when the task is done
the last stitch made, the last thread spun
and her brothers stand man-shaped in the sun -
Will she scream the spell is dead?

Wow. This is fantastic. Well done. :D
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Re: March Writing Challenge
« Reply #14 on: March 02, 2011, 08:51:37 PM »
Dang it!  Now it's too long! :P  Alright I'm posting this one, but I'll go back and do another that is the correct length. :)

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Might have been too long, but I liked it a lot..the rhythm and the imagery building up...