Poetry Corner Poem Contest

[Ai]

Love the title for this...So many p's and c's...Anyhow onto buisiness.

This contest is open only to members who are part of the poetry corner and whom have active and open IPG's..:p..That'll teach ya.

Anyhow the setup is as follows.

Theme: Flowing Air
Poetic Form: Sestina (http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Sestina)
Judges: Scorchy & Iladys
Due Date: Exactly one month after this post.
Prize: The poetry corner member who wins this contest will get their IPG stickied in the main poetry section for a single month.

Hope you all enjoy the contest and I know I myself will be trying hard..Information on what a Sestina is is in the link in the word...Wikipedia is our friend.

This Thread is For Entry's only, Discussion about this can be had in the Poetry's corner discussion thread.

[Toasty]

I took the time to breathe in,
awakened at last by the sun,
the scent of roses, and the breath
of air grazing across my face.
Even still, my mind was not yet
ready to leave behind my dreams.

You were there, in my dreams;
a gentle fragrance I breathed in.
"Get up, aren't you ready yet!"
Though at the time, I found no reason.
Your hand gently touched my face.
For a moment, I caught my breath.

You were always like a breath
of fresh air flowing through dreams.
Lipstick and blush on my face
a cheeky and humorous grin.
I was not yet looking for the sun-
rise, though it came unwanted, yet-

I wanted to give you yet
another reason to give breath
to life. Instead, I found this treason,
to steal my heart and all my dreams.
That must have be another deadly sin,
the innocence played on your face.

It flowed through my hair, over my face
and flew through this long and yet
unexplored moment. I wanted to let you in.
Would you give me your flowing breath,
it was lost inside my mind, my dreams,
and called to be burnt by the sun.

I opened my eyes at last to the sun.
I felt the air upon my relaxed face.
I longed for my once forgotten dreams,
and waited for you to give me yet
another strong, and soothing breath.
Morning had woken me; the day would begin.

I find that in the warmth of your sun,
I lose my breath, watching your face.
I need this, yet I know... you are my dream.

[Ai]

^ Lovely piece really but however as your not a member of the poetry corner nor do you have an active IPG this contest isn't open to you, If you enter this contest here (http://clubbleach.net/showthread.php?t=55171) however which is open to you then I'll be happy to see your entry there.

Could a mod please move his post.

[Toasty]

Bump.

Just a reminder to all PC members... deadline is soon.

This contest is over soon... and for those confused. Ai's above post was to another member whose post was deleted. >.>

<3.

[Yamamoto]

The Starling's Dance

I lie awake, as the mud-brown starlings fly
An aerial display of an intricate yet free flowing dance
Amongst the vermilion backdrop, the day's setting sun
Their dance sets my heart alight, a smile creeps in upon my face
As a lone single feather, drops upon my weary hands
Slowly the call of the night beckons, onwards, they fly to distant lands

The comfort of each other, the memory of holding hands
Your soft skin, your soothing voice that wakes the morning sun
I miss your distant memory, your loving, caring face
I miss your loving company throughout far and different lands
They save the loveliest, most memorable loving dance
Is one of two lovers, whose hearts to heaven fly

I remember a dream-like morning, under a golden Tuscan sun
Shining on your burgundy locks, hanging upon your angelic face
The soft breeze whispers, among red roses butterflies dance
A kiss from each ruby rose, and off the creatures fly
I am the butterfly, who dares not leave the treasure of these lands
You are the dainty rose, that I will forever hold with these hands

Though petals age, a withered rose upon my hands
What went wrong, in the love spanning distant lands?
The butterflies have left you, the last one began to fly
What once was the tango, is now a lonely, missing dance
Star-crossed lovers shattered, an end to the story under the sun
Please don't look at me, it breaks my heart to see your face

Forgive me my dear Susan, I must finish my lonely dance
This trance thrown upon me, I reach with shaking hands
I have embraced love, countless dreams about your face
Through time we have faded, drifted to far and distant lands
Our end has been a nightmare, I want to wake up, to the sky I fly
Like these mud-brown starlings, soaring upon the sinking sun

Wherever they may go, let their dance shine across new lands
Their thousand shadows dance under the light of the sleeping sun
Towards the endless sky, I want to be a starling, away I fly!
I want to forget, your haunting yet angelic face
I want to forget the soft sweet touch from your hands
Let us fly brothers and sisters, another dazzling starlings' dance!

Away to another place, darling Susan, I will not ever miss your face
Anymore, I refuse to wallow in the pain of love, instead I fly
I fly, to my dreams, to the sky, forever in the moment, of the starling's dance.


(Bah, this has got to be the hardest poem/longest time it took for me to make. =.=)

[Katen Kyoukotsu]

The Shredding Wind

In a tiny little box you wait
Cramped and without any space
You’ve been in the dark alone
And the black fade’s to brown
Because in your mind it is clear
That brown is the color of a box

And as cunning as the fox
Another flame within is lit
And through your brain does sear
A thought, and then without a trace
It’s gone as if it was not your own
The piper swiftly changes tone

What’s been done I can’t condone
To cage inside a quiet box
As if you were an inhuman clown
Devoid of soul and drowning bit by bit
And left without a place to pace
You are out of space, lost within a sea of fear

But you only shed one single tear
As a signal, like the ringing phone
Pick in up, reveal my face
The leering, grinning fox
That waits without a fit
Waits to slowly drown

Upon his head a crown
Polished by many a tear
Shed by those who submit
To their worries and fear alone
And then there is no box
Of it there is no trace

He looks around just in case
And upon his face is a frown
For there is no need for a fox
When there is no box to bear
Then there was the flowing air, one
Second and in was writ

He was dealt the ace of all of it
Only one but it was his own
The wind the shear for box, fox and bone

[Ai]

Judges will post up their decisions on each Applicant inside this thread within the next week.

Each judge will give the entrant a score out of 40 so each entrant can recieve a combined max possible score of 80.

Person with the most points wins..:p

[Artemis]

Toasty

Flow: 7/10
How well they stuck to the theme/style: 7/10
Impact on the judge of the piece: 5/10
Your recommendation: 7/10

kensei

Flow: 7/10
How well they stuck to the theme/style: 6/10
Impact on the judge of the piece: 8/10
Your recommendation: 7/10

Katen Kyoukotsu

Flow: 8/10
How well they stuck to the theme/style: 6/10
Impact on the judge of the piece: 8/10
Your recommendation: 8/10

[Isis]

Toasty

Flow: 6/10
How well they stuck to the theme/style: 7/10
Impact on the judge of the piece: 6/10
Your recommendation: 7/10

Kensei

Flow: 8/10
How well they stuck to the theme/style: 7/10
Impact on the judge of the piece: 9/10
Your recommendation: 8/10

Katen Kyoukotsu

Flow: 7/10
How well they stuck to the theme/style: 6/10
Impact on the judge of the piece: 6/10
Your recommendation: 7/10

[Ai]

Toasty - 52
Kensai - 60
Kayten - 56

Thats the results I get at least..:p...Anyway Iladys would you please move Kensai's IPG out of the poetry corner into the main poetry section and sticky it for the month..:p.

Congrats to the participants and to Kensai for winning. Hope to see you all at the next poetry corner contest thats held..^^

[Yamamoto]

oh what? I won :o

umm, thanks and congrats to the other participants too ^^;


(note to self: update IPG fast >.>;)