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MAIL MAN'S POETRY CONTEST [ ENTRIES ONLY ]



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MAIL MAN'S AWESOME POETRY CONTEST, lol
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Theme: melancholy
We have enough emo shit plaguing this forum. Lets try not to encourage it in an entire contest.

Here are my terms:

1) Anyone and any poem of any theme and of any style is eligible to participate, so long as you adhere to the rules and keep in mind that there are children on this damn site.

2) ONLY the poem entries are allowed to be posted in this thread ( you don't need to PM me to enter). If you have any questions or suggestions simply PM me. Any post that isn't an entry will be deleted. You are only allowed to enter one, ( count it ) ONE poem.

3) You have until the first of March to enter your poem. Any entries afterward will be ignored.

4) Voting/Rating will begin the very next day and will end on March 18th.
EVERYONE who has entered must rate EVERYONE else's work. If they do not, they will be disqualified. Rating will be done on a scale from 1 to 10. It'd also be nice if you have a little comment or critique next to your rating, but it will not be enforced. However, if you decide to comment, ( and I know I'm the last person to be enforcing this ) please be nice and try to be considerate ( in other words, try not to be a cock ). For those who enter, please also keep in mind that you will most likely be taking criticism. Try not to fly off the fucken handle.

~ Oh, and if you haven't joined the contest, you are still welcomed to vote.

Prizes:

Well, if anyone has any bright ideas, just PM me and let me know. I can't think of shit.

As of now, first place winner gets repped by every poet that entered. Second and third place get a pat on the back from me.

I suppose that's about it. Again, if anyone has any questions or suggestions or is willing to help me out with this, just give me a PM. Good luck to anyone who intends to join. A separate thread will be made when the voting begins.

I'll have something up later if I feel like it.
 
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Re: MAIL MAN'S POETRY CONTEST ( better than kingsora's ) [ ENTRIES ONLY ]

((Since you asked. Also I hate freeverse.))

The Magician

I remember the first time he came town
Just a small young girl was I
He flapped his cloak
He turned around
Exclaimed to us that he could fly.

The townsfolk doubted even sneered
As, flapping, he took to the sky
And so dissenting and distressed
Refused to see him up so high

Again he came back to our town
I now just a blushing girl of teens
He flourished and posed
And told us all
That he had been to see the queen

He showed a crown and scepter that
She'd given him all from good will
The townsfolk silenced for a moment
And yet did not believe him still

He left again without a word.
The bounce now missing from his step
He remained inside my thought this time
He was the strangest man I'd met

Our little hamlet again was graced
By his loving cheer and charm
I realized he'd not aged a day
And so cried out with much alarm

He said to me (and all of us)
He knew of secret eternal youth
That grew up by a hillside near
The townsfolk shouted out for proof

He stalked away, quite sulken now
But as I was of proper age
I followed him and waited for
The moment I would have my say

He stumbled down a twisted road
That ended at a little shack
A nice old woman waited there
Of crooked smile and bended back

He came to her, almost a child
And leapt into her loving arms
They both cried tears of love and joy
But the young man seemed quite alarmed

They spoke then, long and quietly
And once again his mood was grim
He offered her his hand you see
But she shook her head and went back in

The dusty road his only friend
He walked alone, head hung in shame
I knew if I had done what he had
I never would have done the same

I called out in my bravest voice
"Sweet traveler why do you sulk?"
He turned in puzzlement to see
Me sat upon his trav'ling bulk

His dark sad eyes then turned to me
And head hung low he quietly said
The only woman he had loved
He had been told would soon be dead

"She carried me from swaddling
To what you see me wearing now
She always would believe in me"
I stopped just short of asking how

His claims were large and beautiful
But he was just a country boy
Even if his eyes were brown
And had me acting rather coy

He saw the disbelief in me
And turned without a second word
He'd given up on trusting me
I'd given up on what I'd heard

He came again when I was old
Just quietly into my room
My children had gone on in life
The house was quiet as a tomb

"You have a pretty soul" he said
his eyes effecting my old heart
I took his hand
For he offered it
And never did we part
 
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