Thank you very much Niamh! I like yours as well.Quote:
Originally Posted by Niamh
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Thank you very much Niamh! I like yours as well.Quote:
Originally Posted by Niamh
I think this is a great idea. I'm surprised no one had thought of it before.....
just need to get more people involved.....
Pen, I'm working on one. I'm not a fast writer. When does the contest close?
Here is you answer Virgil.
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Originally Posted by Pendragon
Oh good I got two weeks.
plenty of time for you virg!
bump!
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.come on everyone! few days left!
Four days left everyone!!! :D
Closed. Now I have to find me a winner. Tough job. ;)
This contest was both an experiment and a success! I loved each and every poem, but in the end there can be only one.
Fifth: These lines were my favorite, a bold description of a rose opening:
closed tight: a newborn’s fist
pinkly opening. Touch of wing beaten air,
long flicking tongues, and many feet
Auto: The beginning was my favorite lines:
A petal drifts onto the floor
A single teardrop salty falls
Her sable gown is out the door
Sorrow encapsulated in a falling petal
Gitsan: The finial couplet of the wonderful sonnet:
Then, lost in shadows dark with cold and rime,
a final petal falls, entrapped in time.
Cellar: These lines say it all!
the rose petal
drifts to the floor-
what good is love
now
Auntie: Final stanza:
He values woman’s place, higher than money.
Same with fragile flowers, doomed to wilt.
Unlike love, they won't last, and that’s what
it means when a rose petal falls.
Love it, love it, love it!
Silven: Last stanza also:
but alas, you know whats come must go
and wilt this rose must fade from thought
but not till its last one falls from court
petals strewn - rose bud did fault
Even with the misspelling!
Niamh: Those last two lines are fraught with meaning:
Dew resting on end of petals
Cry silent tears, for long forgotten souls.
Also very touching!
Lady Amp: Your last line took the rose into real life:
I sit stymied by the day,
Watch them dry and curl away,
I know that you will step on them,
When you come calling on a whim,
Noticing not our colors fading from within.
Could I choose more than one, I undoubtedly would they are all very good. But I must choose one, and I choose Lady Ampoule for bring the roses to the cheeks at the end of her poem!
Thank you all who entered.
Lady Amp, choose the next subject:
Thanks for the comments Pen, and congratulations Amp on a well deserved win :)
congrats Amp!!! Knew you would win this round. just loved you poem! cant wait for the next subject!
Thanks for taking the time to properly judge this competition, I don't think anybody would dispute your choice.
However, is there something I'm missing... misspelling?
My goodness, Pen, thank you so much. I loved the subject you chose. I hope everyone will have time to ponder this next subject and write something wonderful for us....
'slowly, he strummed his guitar'
ampoule, congratulations – beautifully distilled emotions there... and now a bluesy kind of subject!
Pen, thanks for judging and summarising all the best lines too!