Form Poem Contest

[Pendragon]

moonbird Nice run on the modern "post every little thing on line" and/or love connection!

mingdilly You seem to be a newcomer here, so may I welcome you! Lent is a trying time on all who observe it, nice little poem!

tailor STATELY You seemed to have a conversation going if I read this right, between the bold lines and not bold lines. A very neat style!

But I am going to have to go for:

DARKMUSE What can I say, this poem left me speechless! I think the breaks into stanzas really set this poem apart. The subject, WOW! That is all I can say!

You're up, Muse!

[Dark Muse]

Thank you very much! I will have to consider what to choose for the next form.

[moonbird]

Congrats Dark Muse!

[Dark Muse]

Thank you!

[tailor STATELY]

Excellent choice. Congratulations Dark Muse !

tailor STATELY You seemed to have a conversation going if I read this right, between the bold lines and not bold lines. A very neat style!

Yes. The italics were to show the mind of the artist as he uncomfortably has his ex-lover in her final/finishing sitting for a portrait to be given to his rival. He also converses with the ex-lover w/ her responses left out as superfluous.

Aureolin gold to match your soul as a final wash
of watercolour to finish your portrait.

Using aureolin gold as a watercolour would darken & fade the portrait after a little time. [note: as an oil paint aureolin gold is stable; not so as a watercolour http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Aureolin.]

I used a song title by Led Zeppelin http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Your_Time_Is_Gonna_Come "Your time is gonna come" spelled out using the first letter of each line (at least @ 100% browser viewing).

Of course this is a murder/suicide in the eating of the repast - the jonquil being poisonous by root and leaf http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Narcissus_(plant); the "master" ultimately being left with a dead lover and a portrait that will fade and darken.

Ta ! (short for tarradiddle),
tailor STATELY

[Dark Muse]

Thank you!

[Dark Muse]

Well I was somewhat inspired by Pendragon here, and I am choose for the next "form"

Experimental

Be as creative and unique as possible, seek outside your comfort zone, challenge just what a poem is. Push the boundaries on structure, word use, subject matter.

Pretty much anything goes as long as it goes against the traditional conventions of how or what a poem should be.

Deadline May 15

[moonbird]

Here you go. Read and interpret as you choose.


put the bottle to my lips watch him with numbly dont have to feel its cold glass as he presses the bottle against my skin to his lips not for much longer yet again soon it will be swallows it down warmed with the radiating some slips down heat of my flesh his cheek and drips like melting its shining sweat amber raindrops down sliding down its neck his throat tracing clutching it so hard i fear the bulging purple veins it will break that only show and stab my hand when hes like this with its biting fingers the disgusting residue dont think i would of what once was notice if it did

[Pendragon]

Cinderella

It’s about time you faced up to reality, young lady!
Fairy Godmothers do not exist!
That’s not a fine gown from Sak’s Fifth Avenue.
You’re wearing rags! Filthy rags, ya hear?
You are not riding in a limo, nor a coach.
It’s a pumpkin, Stupid!
Those aren’t fine thoroughbreds.
Mice! They’re mice!
And there are not and never have been any glass slippers.
You’re barefoot, for God’s sake!
I’m sorry.
But, then again, fantasies have never hurt anyone—
that is—until Midnight…

Pendragon

[Pendragon]

I used a song title by Led Zeppelin http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Your_Time_Is_Gonna_Come "Your time is gonna come" spelled out using the first letter of each line (at least @ 100% browser viewing).


Ta ! (short for tarradiddle),
tailor STATELY

Yes, I see that now: Your Time is Gonna Come! You know, I almost made this a name poem, spelling along the first line. Had I noticed this, it would have been a much harder decision on the winning poem!

[Dark Muse]

The deadline for this one was supposed to be today but as there are only two entries I am going to extend the deadline to the end of the month.

Come now don't be intimidated by this one. It is your chance to do anything you want and break all the rules.

I know there are some innovative poets around here.

[Delta40]

You can crawl through the
the ear drums of a
New York Beatle
wriggling on the ground.
The sound of being erased.
a single blow to the chest
is ultimately silent.
In hindsight, slow motion is king.
His woman falters in disbelief,
Long black hair spreadeagles
at two strands per minute
A life is lost among taxis, sirens
and thick pollution.
Now he is dung

[Dark Muse]

Thanks to those who were brave enough to rise up this challenge. It was quite a fun one and I looked forward to seeing just whatever would come up with. A bit hard to judge becasue of the great difference between them, and becasue it was so open, but I have for better or worse made my choice.

moonbird: I give you props for being the most creative and out of the box with the structure or lack there of, of your poem. I think that you took the experimental the farthest and was the most daring. At first I found the poem a bit awkward in reading, but as I continued I discovered that it actually did have a rhythm to it which I quite enjoyed. Also I could not help a bit of a chuckle at some of the allusions which the poems seems to be suggesting. Quite an interesting read.

Delta40: A rather interesting and original poem, I am still not sure I entirely understand its meaning, but none the less I still enjoyed reading it, and at points could not help but think of Kafka's "Metamorphosis" I do like the rather different perspective which the poem take. I really enjoyed the ending, it was like a day in the life of a bug in the city, and yet I also cannot help but wonder if there is some greater symbolic meaning here. A poem to be read over more than once.

And the winner goes to.......

Pendragon: Your poem had me laughing hysterically. The whole time I was reading it I could hear the voice of the evil step mother speaking. I liked your reinvention of the common fairy tale, and I really enjoyed the way in which you also brought it into the modern world. A very entertaining poem.

[jajdude]

Well done Pen.

Will try to enter one of these form contests yet.

[moonbird]

Congrats Pendragon!