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Poem Application JUNE 2012
Haha s'alright, I saw the rules thread. And I would enter but I don't want to win anything so I won't xD
Ok ok ok, let me dig through my poem journal and find one, lol. Though about half of mime are kinda dark....
Yay I'm posting the first one! xD Hahaha!Name: Sherri
Title of Poem: Sinking Sorrows
Poem:
I wanna sink,
maybe go to the deep.
Maybe I should drink,
drink away the pain 'til I sleep.
Forever gone the pain,
lost like a numbed soul.
It always will rain,
in this dark and lonely cold.
Name: JoePoem Title: Ignorance is Bliss?
Poem:
A silent plea for help,
A wave of ignorance,
Looking but not seeing,
Waving franticly,
You can't see me can you?
I'm right here!
Help me!
Screaming, shouting,
Only silence.
Nothing there?
Think again.
Here I am
A smile
A mask of course,
Now you see me.
Of course it's when I'm smiling.
You ignore the me that's depressed and alone
Choosing to see the happy facad.
You can't even tell it's a mask?
hard to believe seeing as it's cracked.
It might even shatter with all your ignorance.
Can't you see?
I'm breaking inside!
No you can't see.
You are blinded by the perfect child disease.
You think you know me but have you ever crawled?
Of course you've crawlled
But ever into my skin?
In my brain to truly know me?
No.
Of course not.
That's only science fiction.
You can't read my mind.
You can't read my emotions.
But my body language.
That you can read.
Look harder!
Look into me!
Understand and help.
Dark places aren't fun.
That's where I am.
A dark place.
A scary place.
Pull me out.
Be my sunshine.
Be my escape.
Wrap me in warm safe arms.
Not, slimy black spiny tenticals of darkness.
Bring on the happiness,
Bring on tears of joy.
Not tears of pain.
Not depression and loneliness.
You can fix it.
But how do you fix something you don't even know is
Broken?
Thanks. I wrote that a few months ago because I had just come totems with my sexuality and my parents are kind of homophobic...
Lol yeah....my parents don't know exactly what I like yet xD well they kinda know a little but no more than skimmed the surface heh
LynxieYour Sadness Mirrored
Poem:
The coldness of an angry lover makes you cry,
You've lost his love, but still no closure, wonder why?
Lying in her arms helped you with the coping,
All the while wishing for his love, always hoping.
She strokes your back with a friendly tenderness,
You wish for a comfort that is warm and genderless.
Held tightly, you toss in your sleep,
The wounds he's caused have cut you deep.
You see your sadness mirrored in her stare,
She will be the one that is always there.
When they leave you, crying and alone,
All you have to do is pick up the phone.
Let her see your soul break in two,
She will be there to comfort you.
When you lose your heart in their demands,
There she'll be, with hers in her hands.
Thanks Sheri! Mine is also written about a gay guy. Not me obviously :P Seems to be a bit of a theme here Just Joe :)
Name of person: Katherine Della-Rayna EmoryName of Poem: Lily
Poem...
My friend Christine lost her little baby after the father shook her to death. I wrote this for her on the anniversary of the babys death.
Free from Darkness,
Free from Fear,
Happiness is always here,
Your baby might not be here on this glorious God-given day,
But she's in your heart, and she's there to stay,
You may want your little girl to hold,
but her name is forever written on God's heart, in gold.
Be bold, be bold,
for this you know,
Your love for her will only grow.
There is some really good stuff here. On a more personal note the poem by Katherine strikes me really close to home (not for the same circumstances), because my youngest sister was born with a serious heart defect, and we weren't sure if she was going to live or not.
The point of my comment is poetry is supposed to evoke an emotion in the person reading it, and so far I'd say you all succeeded.
In the first two I got a sort of depressed feel out of it (not a bad thing, after all look at Edgar Allan Poe, and he is just one example. Also negative emotion tends to resonate more than positive ones.)
With Lynxie's poem there is more of a subdued positivity that gives one a muted hope (obviously not becasue of the heartbreak, but rather acknowledging that there are others around oneself who will stick by one's side at the worst of times.)
And with Katherine's poem it accepts that (not just in context of the event, which is very raw and immediate) but moreso for future sorrows) bad things do happen, and (this is what I got out of it) allows one to feel the grief of the event, but to still leave room not to forget, and yet still move foreward.
The point of my comment is poetry is supposed to evoke an emotion in the person reading it, and so far I'd say you all succeeded.
In the first two I got a sort of depressed feel out of it (not a bad thing, after all look at Edgar Allan Poe, and he is just one example. Also negative emotion tends to resonate more than positive ones.)
With Lynxie's poem there is more of a subdued positivity that gives one a muted hope (obviously not becasue of the heartbreak, but rather acknowledging that there are others around oneself who will stick by one's side at the worst of times.)
And with Katherine's poem it accepts that (not just in context of the event, which is very raw and immediate) but moreso for future sorrows) bad things do happen, and (this is what I got out of it) allows one to feel the grief of the event, but to still leave room not to forget, and yet still move foreward.
Jasana wrote: "Name: JasanaPoem Name: Insanity
Poem:
You’re here
Where is here?
Sitting in the dark damp prison
It’s too dark
You know nothing else but pain
It hurts, it hurts, it hurts
You know nothing o..."
THIS IS AMAZING!
Name: Kaya
Poem: Coffee Shop
Coffee shop
A shot
Not the kind in your latte
Bullets fly
Five fall
Two die
He's on the run
Holds the gun
Can't believe what he has done
Parking lot
She's paying the slot
Another shot
What's one more death
What's one more life
Stolen
What's one more heart
Stopped
Could've been you
Could've been me
He grabbed the keys
Tore down the street
Park the car
Kill the start
A tear for each fallen
Hell is callin'
A siren wails and he hightails
Sounds of screams in his mind
Wants to leave it all behind
Holds the gun up to his head
One
More
Dead
Poem: Coffee Shop
Coffee shop
A shot
Not the kind in your latte
Bullets fly
Five fall
Two die
He's on the run
Holds the gun
Can't believe what he has done
Parking lot
She's paying the slot
Another shot
What's one more death
What's one more life
Stolen
What's one more heart
Stopped
Could've been you
Could've been me
He grabbed the keys
Tore down the street
Park the car
Kill the start
A tear for each fallen
Hell is callin'
A siren wails and he hightails
Sounds of screams in his mind
Wants to leave it all behind
Holds the gun up to his head
One
More
Dead
Wow. As Charlie said, this is gonna be tough.
I think I'll still write my thoughts in the chronological order in which I read the poems. (Also I'll make this post a little more orderly than my previous one.)
Oh, and before I start all thoughts are my own, and all interpretations are my own. Opinions on the other hand might belong to the other person living in my head. No promises though.
So,
Jasana: Insanity is the title of yours. For me reading it is like reading of an argument between a person and their captor. Not a literal physical captor, but rather an emotional or chemical one. Something that prevents happiness, something that allows you to walk around and look at the world around you without seeing (a big distinction). The prison is not so much the "walls" but more importantly that fourth wall (any actor will know what I mean by this). The fourth wall is one that's not physically there, but is likely the one that is the most important, and the most painful. It looks like it doesn't exist, but you know it does. Your poem in the end evokes a sense of desperation and depression. (And as before, a wonderful thing it is.)
Kaya: Your poem strikes incredibly close to home for me. Some of my family lives where something similar happened. A while back a strange man went crazy in a coffee shop, thankfully without the same lethality. At any rate, I really like yours, and it has it's own hidden meaning. From a strictly aesthetic standpoint the rhythm (as a spoken word artist) is pleasing.
And last, but not least,
Katnuto: The lotus is not just a flower, but also steeped in mythology (which I happen to very much enjoy reading). There is a lot of symbolism in the poem you wrote. In fact I could probably write a thesis on it regardless if you meant some of the things I would pick out of it or not. A quick question. Which Immortals series are you speaking of?
All in all there is some really good stuff here. And as it is close to the end of the month I wish to thank all of the contestants for their entry's. It was a lot of fun reading (and thinking) about them all.
A final question to all. For the most part a lot of these poems are in the painful end of the spectrum of emotion. Do you find it easier to write in the negative (anger, sadness, depression etc.) than the positive (happiness, pleasure, excitement etc.)?
I think I'll still write my thoughts in the chronological order in which I read the poems. (Also I'll make this post a little more orderly than my previous one.)
Oh, and before I start all thoughts are my own, and all interpretations are my own. Opinions on the other hand might belong to the other person living in my head. No promises though.
So,
Jasana: Insanity is the title of yours. For me reading it is like reading of an argument between a person and their captor. Not a literal physical captor, but rather an emotional or chemical one. Something that prevents happiness, something that allows you to walk around and look at the world around you without seeing (a big distinction). The prison is not so much the "walls" but more importantly that fourth wall (any actor will know what I mean by this). The fourth wall is one that's not physically there, but is likely the one that is the most important, and the most painful. It looks like it doesn't exist, but you know it does. Your poem in the end evokes a sense of desperation and depression. (And as before, a wonderful thing it is.)
Kaya: Your poem strikes incredibly close to home for me. Some of my family lives where something similar happened. A while back a strange man went crazy in a coffee shop, thankfully without the same lethality. At any rate, I really like yours, and it has it's own hidden meaning. From a strictly aesthetic standpoint the rhythm (as a spoken word artist) is pleasing.
And last, but not least,
Katnuto: The lotus is not just a flower, but also steeped in mythology (which I happen to very much enjoy reading). There is a lot of symbolism in the poem you wrote. In fact I could probably write a thesis on it regardless if you meant some of the things I would pick out of it or not. A quick question. Which Immortals series are you speaking of?
All in all there is some really good stuff here. And as it is close to the end of the month I wish to thank all of the contestants for their entry's. It was a lot of fun reading (and thinking) about them all.
A final question to all. For the most part a lot of these poems are in the painful end of the spectrum of emotion. Do you find it easier to write in the negative (anger, sadness, depression etc.) than the positive (happiness, pleasure, excitement etc.)?
lafon~
first, I'm glad that you got something from it. A poem is useless if one doesn't have a connection to the words. also I'm glad that you liked the rhythem, I've gotten quite a bit of feedback on that aspect of this poem and am humbled by the fact that it just sort of... came out that way.
And to answer your question, yes. my poems tend to be very dark, even if I don't start them that way that's always how they seam to end up. I don't know... when I write it's almost like an OBE, and then I come back to reality, look down at the paper and am like, "Oh, well, look at that!"
first, I'm glad that you got something from it. A poem is useless if one doesn't have a connection to the words. also I'm glad that you liked the rhythem, I've gotten quite a bit of feedback on that aspect of this poem and am humbled by the fact that it just sort of... came out that way.
And to answer your question, yes. my poems tend to be very dark, even if I don't start them that way that's always how they seam to end up. I don't know... when I write it's almost like an OBE, and then I come back to reality, look down at the paper and am like, "Oh, well, look at that!"
Lafon... I do have happier poems, but it's usually the strong emotions that cause the words to fall into place and happiness to me is best shared in person. I tend not to write too much poetry when I'm happy.I also used to use writing poetry as a way to deal with depression, a way to work through the illogical thoughts and feelings depression can often wrap you up in.
Maybe next contest I'll post a happier one :P
Lynxie wrote: "I also used to use writing poetry as a way to deal with depression, a way to work through the illogical thoughts and feelings depression can often wrap you up in.
Maybe next contest I'll post a happier one :P "
Oh, I didn't want anyone to think that I wanted the happier poems to show up necessarily, it was just I also tend to write with anger and pain. (stories, not poems. With poetry it's usually something I do only after I've been in nature, and so it tends to be more wondrous than my writing.)
Ƙȧƴȧ wrote: "And to answer your question, yes. my poems tend to be very dark, even if I don't start them that way that's always how they seam to end up. I don't know... when I write it's almost like an OBE, and then I come back to reality, look down at the paper and am like, 'Oh, well, look at that!'"
Ah, OK. I can understand what that's like, as I've seen it happen with myself.
The reason I asked was not so much the fact that there was a lot of the darker poetry, but rather because I myself find that writing in anger (although not when I'm depressed. Then I usually go for a run.) is way easier than writing when I'm happy, and I wanted to see what others thought or felt.
Maybe next contest I'll post a happier one :P "
Oh, I didn't want anyone to think that I wanted the happier poems to show up necessarily, it was just I also tend to write with anger and pain. (stories, not poems. With poetry it's usually something I do only after I've been in nature, and so it tends to be more wondrous than my writing.)
Ƙȧƴȧ wrote: "And to answer your question, yes. my poems tend to be very dark, even if I don't start them that way that's always how they seam to end up. I don't know... when I write it's almost like an OBE, and then I come back to reality, look down at the paper and am like, 'Oh, well, look at that!'"
Ah, OK. I can understand what that's like, as I've seen it happen with myself.
The reason I asked was not so much the fact that there was a lot of the darker poetry, but rather because I myself find that writing in anger (although not when I'm depressed. Then I usually go for a run.) is way easier than writing when I'm happy, and I wanted to see what others thought or felt.
Lafon~I do write happy poetry though not much, I have a harder time writing happier poems unless I have a prompt like give me three lines to use in a poem and I can do it. I feel that it is easier to write more depressing and angry poetry than anything else. I usually get y inspiration in the middle of the night and most of my poems are based off of deep emotions that I usually only express through poetry. I'm not good with sharing feelings hahaha people say I don't bottle up my emotions but if I didn't I'd be an utter mess.
Happy July y'all! Or if you're in Canada, happy Canada Day!
Sarah wrote: "I feel bad for the judges. It will be impossible to choose!!!!"
Does this mean we get a prize for being so self-sacrificing that we are able to make an impossible choice?
Sarah wrote: "I feel bad for the judges. It will be impossible to choose!!!!"
Does this mean we get a prize for being so self-sacrificing that we are able to make an impossible choice?
We should get a prize!
WOW THIS HAS BEEN HARD. ALL THESE POEMS WERE AMAZING!!!!
Thank you to all who applied! Next month will be short stories!
But after many hours of deliberation us judges have reached a decision
The winner is........
Jasana! With her epic poem Insanity!
Others don't be sad, all these poems were awesome!
JASANA!! Congrats! You will be mod if you want to!
WOW THIS HAS BEEN HARD. ALL THESE POEMS WERE AMAZING!!!!
Thank you to all who applied! Next month will be short stories!
But after many hours of deliberation us judges have reached a decision
The winner is........
Jasana! With her epic poem Insanity!
Others don't be sad, all these poems were awesome!
JASANA!! Congrats! You will be mod if you want to!
Let me add my congratulations to Jasana here.
Also to the rest of you, your poems made the job incredibly hard for us, and for that I thank you. It was really enjoyable to read all your pieces this month.
Finally a thanks to all of you for making the contest a success by entering your poems.
Now all I can say is good luck to whomever decides to enter July's contest.
Have fun!
Also to the rest of you, your poems made the job incredibly hard for us, and for that I thank you. It was really enjoyable to read all your pieces this month.
Finally a thanks to all of you for making the contest a success by entering your poems.
Now all I can say is good luck to whomever decides to enter July's contest.
Have fun!
Good job Jasana and everyone else as well! All of the poems were great! I am jealous of all of your guys' poetry skills!
ℂᖺᗩᖇᒪἷᙓ ❀Gale❀ wrote: "July will go up 2moro I promise. Been busy."
No worries Charlie. I was just wondering is all.
No worries Charlie. I was just wondering is all.
Yeah sorry it's okay I've been planning to do it everyday and forgetting :p
ps- Sherri....hi!!! :DDDDD
ps- Sherri....hi!!! :DDDDD
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