Picture Poetry Contest (...continued...)

[ampoule]

Frozen

Nose to nose, eye to eye, yet different,
You say hello, I worry about the next goodbye,
You search my eyes, have you been true,
I look in yours, I love you now, touch me,
All my erogenous zones pulsing, thundering,
My wrinkled waiting smoothed out as you press me,
Let us run from this place now, for more,
But I cannot move from this moment, help me.

[mazHur]

Frozen

Nose to nose, eye to eye, yet different,
You say hello, I worry about the next goodbye,
You search my eyes, have you been true,
I look in yours, I love you now, touch me,
All my erogenous zones pulsing, thundering,
My wrinkled waiting smoothed out as you press me,
Let us run from this place now, for more,
But I cannot move from this moment, help me.

nothing like this whimpering, this agony of love !
excellent !

[downing]

12th Jan! What's happening?

[TheFifthElement]

12th Jan! What's happening?

Flipping heck, it's only just 12th January where I live!

The competition is now closed.

Will be in touch.

[downing]

come on

[TheFifthElement]

Sorry guys, this is taking a little while. With some pain I've got it down to a shortlist of 4 entries, but there all just so darned good it's really difficult to decide. It's a great testiment to the talent at Lit-net.

I should be able to report back by the end of the week latest.

[downing]

oh Fifth take your time

[Anonymous Angel]

Since the Photo is entitled The Meeting Place. And the photo is truly beautiful.
I'll have to do a piece of art inspired by it--Rebecca Tacosa Gray

T here is a Beauty of Meeting
H ead to head, mind to mind...
E very time I look in your eyes I

M eet myself...and in
E ach meeting there is love..an
E ver soft speaking whisper...a
T rue attention to Beauty.
I am held, I am captured, I am
N ext to enthralled by your
G race as you touch me.

P lace your hands at my temples,
L ove me...for I am yours...
A ll that I am, all that I will be,
C aressed by your touch,
E tched into a Meeting Place with you.

Copyright January 14, 2008 12:28 p.m., Rebecca Tacosa Gray

[TheFifthElement]

Wow! So many wonderful entries, packed with love, passion, sadness, the whole range of emotions. It’s been a pleasure to read them, and a hardship judging. In the end I have to pick a winner, but I have to say that the quality of entries has made it truly difficult. I’d love to go into detail on all the poems, but then you’d all get bored and my fingers would be very tired, so I’ll offer my brief thoughts below.

Nick Adams your poem was certainly very different to the others here, and I was impressed with your ability to keep the language faithful to the theme. These lines really stood out, particularly so close to the beginning of the poem

Take my pattern and copy thence,
form to mass (modeled in clay).

Motherhubbard there’s a really ethereal quality to this poem, that ‘breathy whisper’, or a memory just out of reach. You’ve maintained a sense of mystery, the sense that there is more to read between the lines, and the poem is packed with emotion. The form and shape of the poem also add to its beauty. It is one I could read many times and still feel there was more to it.

downing another sad poem, which left me wondering what their story was. I liked these lines the most:

It’s useless trying to separate two people
who’d rather be turned into clay
than torn apart.

Pen you capture the spirit of the watcher really well here, and I’m seriously impressed with your powers of observation. There’s a sense of detachment and yet that intense exploration, down to the cracks which the casual observer wouldn’t notice makes me wonder. I love poems which make me think. I have just one question which is the reference to ‘eleven lady’ – I wasn’t sure if the lightening fingers had taken over and you meant ‘elven’, or whether this was me reading my expectation rather than your meaning. I kind of like the idea of an ‘eleven’ lady, it creates an interesting image.

Firefangled I’m always impressed with how much you can express in a poem, how you can condense a life story into a few lines. This is no different, you’ve really reached into the heart of the people, not just the statue but the real people behind it, given them depth. It was also interesting that you placed the piece in a tram station – this statue was part of the recent renovation of St Pancras Station in London which is the new Eurostar terminal, so the reference was quite uncanny!

Amanda Isobel your poem was short but powerful and neat. Every word has meaning, which is something difficult to achieve.

AdoreroDio you also have given them a story and a pretty sad one at that. I enjoyed the juxtaposition of strength and weakness as a theme throughout the poem. I wondered if it might be a more powerful piece if you trimmed it a little. The ending was really simple, but powerful :

a single tear
a single kiss
because he was
strong

schadenfreude I love the opening line of this, it really drew me in, made it personal from the start. You develop the theme nicely, and with control. These lines are incredibly sad

We found ourselves falling into fragments
and then we were no longer alone together,
just alone.

Petrarch’s Love I though this was really cleverly done, and looked at the picture from a different angle. I enjoyed the repetition in the first lines of each stanza (though the middle one was slightly different) and again your control here was very evident.

MazHur technically you broke the rules by submitting two entries, but I though, perhaps, that the second entry was the poem you intended to enter. This was a very classical love poem, with its references to the moon, stars, angels, the love that transcends time and space. Often this can be done quite badly, but I didn’t feel that the poem was clichéd, perhaps more touchingly innocent.

dramasnot6 I don’t think I’ve read any of your poetry before Drama, but I was very impressed. Again, there’s a clear sense of control, wrapped in beautiful language. I especially liked the image of them as a puzzle fitting together, though I had to look up ‘ersatz’ so you taught me something too!

ampoule

I love you now, touch me,

Phew! A very passionate, very intense poem. There’s an underlying current of energy, the desire to run, the anticipation of the next goodbye. The ending is perfect ‘help me’. I felt it.

Anonymous Angel a nice acrostic, and a nice poem. Unfortunately as it was submitted after the deadline I couldn’t include it in the judging but perhaps you could join us next time?

Now for the winner. It was a tough choice, and I’ve been torn over the past few days between a number of the entries. In the end I’ve chosen the poem which touched me the most, which I felt was both visually and emotionally stimulating.

So, without any further prevaracating on my part, may I offer my congratulations to Motherhubbard who is the winner this time, but I think everyone deserves congratulations for their wonderful entries which it has been my great pleasure to read.

[NickAdams]

Thanks Fifth and congratulations Motherhubbard. I haven't been able to participate much on the forum and have been working on Virgil's gift for over a month, but I'm eager to see the next image and hope I can participate.

[symphony]

Ah i havent been around much, lately. But the optimist in me says i'd have missed the pleasure of reading so many good poems at a time if i were here before.
Congrats to you Mother. Looking forward to the next picture.

[motherhubbard]

WOW, I can't help but thinking there was some kind of mistake. Thank you very much, fifth. Well, I was certainly not expecting that so I'll have to look for a picture. I hadn't given it any thought. I doubt I would have even looked if it weren't for the PM- so thanks for sending it. This is my first win on lit net by the way. (I had to call my mom and tell her!) (I called my best friend, too!)

[mazHur]

Wow! So many wonderful entries, packed with love, passion, sadness, the whole range of emotions. It’s been a pleasure to read them, and a hardship judging. In the end I have to pick a winner, but I have to say that the quality of entries has made it truly difficult. I’d love to go into detail on all the poems, but then you’d all get bored and my fingers would be very tired, so I’ll offer my brief thoughts below.

Nick Adams your poem was certainly very different to the others here, and I was impressed with your ability to keep the language faithful to the theme. These lines really stood out, particularly so close to the beginning of the poem

Motherhubbard there’s a really ethereal quality to this poem, that ‘breathy whisper’, or a memory just out of reach. You’ve maintained a sense of mystery, the sense that there is more to read between the lines, and the poem is packed with emotion. The form and shape of the poem also add to its beauty. It is one I could read many times and still feel there was more to it.

downing another sad poem, which left me wondering what their story was. I liked these lines the most:

Pen you capture the spirit of the watcher really well here, and I’m seriously impressed with your powers of observation. There’s a sense of detachment and yet that intense exploration, down to the cracks which the casual observer wouldn’t notice makes me wonder. I love poems which make me think. I have just one question which is the reference to ‘eleven lady’ – I wasn’t sure if the lightening fingers had taken over and you meant ‘elven’, or whether this was me reading my expectation rather than your meaning. I kind of like the idea of an ‘eleven’ lady, it creates an interesting image.

Firefangled I’m always impressed with how much you can express in a poem, how you can condense a life story into a few lines. This is no different, you’ve really reached into the heart of the people, not just the statue but the real people behind it, given them depth. It was also interesting that you placed the piece in a tram station – this statue was part of the recent renovation of St Pancras Station in London which is the new Eurostar terminal, so the reference was quite uncanny!

Amanda Isobel your poem was short but powerful and neat. Every word has meaning, which is something difficult to achieve.

AdoreroDio you also have given them a story and a pretty sad one at that. I enjoyed the juxtaposition of strength and weakness as a theme throughout the poem. I wondered if it might be a more powerful piece if you trimmed it a little. The ending was really simple, but powerful :


schadenfreude I love the opening line of this, it really drew me in, made it personal from the start. You develop the theme nicely, and with control. These lines are incredibly sad

Petrarch’s Love I though this was really cleverly done, and looked at the picture from a different angle. I enjoyed the repetition in the first lines of each stanza (though the middle one was slightly different) and again your control here was very evident.

MazHur technically you broke the rules by submitting two entries, but I though, perhaps, that the second entry was the poem you intended to enter. This was a very classical love poem, with its references to the moon, stars, angels, the love that transcends time and space. Often this can be done quite badly, but I didn’t feel that the poem was clichéd, perhaps more touchingly innocent.

dramasnot6 I don’t think I’ve read any of your poetry before Drama, but I was very impressed. Again, there’s a clear sense of control, wrapped in beautiful language. I especially liked the image of them as a puzzle fitting together, though I had to look up ‘ersatz’ so you taught me something too!

ampoule Phew! A very passionate, very intense poem. There’s an underlying current of energy, the desire to run, the anticipation of the next goodbye. The ending is perfect ‘help me’. I felt it.

Anonymous Angel a nice acrostic, and a nice poem. Unfortunately as it was submitted after the deadline I couldn’t include it in the judging but perhaps you could join us next time?

Now for the winner. It was a tough choice, and I’ve been torn over the past few days between a number of the entries. In the end I’ve chosen the poem which touched me the most, which I felt was both visually and emotionally stimulating.

So, without any further prevaracating on my part, may I offer my congratulations to Motherhubbard who is the winner this time, but I think everyone deserves congratulations for their wonderful entries which it has been my great pleasure to read.

congratulations to MHubbard and all !

thanks, Fifth, for your valauable comments as well

[Petrarch's Love]

Congrats Mother Hubbard! An excellent entry and well deserved win.

[PrinceMyshkin]

This is glorious and so delicate throughout, but I was especially taken by:

in an urgent breathy whisper lost to the wind.

and:

[/QUOTE]Time is a strange friend that calls to mind

the memory imagined rather than what was.

[/QUOTE]

Congratulations!