OKAY! Due to a request from one of my few readers suggested that we do a "Poetry Battle" so how this is going to work is that you can either put in a poem and judge everyone else's except your own or you can just judge. In the poem you have to list the type of poetry you are using and your name. The battle will last all week so next Thursday is when I'll count up the votes. You can vote but putting the name of the Author in a comment on Facebook. If you happen to win this poetry battle then good for you! This is only for fun! RULES: 1) NO CUSSING IN POETRY. 2) NO SEXUAL STUFF. 3) KEEP IT APPROPRIATE AND CLEAN PLEASE. IF I FIND A DIRTY POEM IT WILL BE DELETED. TO INSERT YOUR POEM PUT IT IN A NOTE ON FACEBOOK OR IF YOU HAVE AN ACCOUNT ON BLOGGER PUT IT IN THE COMMENTS DOWN BELOW!!!!!!This poetry battle will most likely happen once a week! I will start this battle with a poem I put in my Creative Writing Portfolio and no it isn't the one that's getting published.. so CALM DOWN! MY POEM IS CALLED A BIO POEM.
Allanah
Kind of quiet, easy going, weird, kind of spazy
Daughter to Alan and Sue Staggs
Who cares about music, my family and imagination
Who feels awkward, happy, stressed
Who needs love, friends and a shoulder to cry on
Who gives service, a listening ear and hugs
Who fears spiders, being alone forever, and being unloved.
Who would like to see Italy, England and future children
Who is resident of the small village of Dayton, Nevada
Staggs
I hope you guys participate in this battle so that we can continue the battle. Love all who reads my blog.
~ Allanah Staggs <3
This is Brett Remington's poem!
ReplyDeleteBRETT THE THREAT IN POETIC FORM: “Still sitting there with your legs crossed,
not paying attention to me,
If we talk, just curious, would this end up like it always does?
All the wrong I've done,
All the wrong I'll do,
Keeps me from trying,
It keeps me quiet,
Throw out your arms to each side,
It's easier to let things go,
When we talk think what we say: there's questons then silence and
in silence we remain,
All the wrong I've done and all the wrong I'll do,
It keeps me from trying,
Keeps me from calling you,
Something I just found out,
Something you know by now,
Hope makes you so strong,
Strength keeps you alone and far away.”
-Jimmy Eat World, “What Would I Say To You Now?”
Love, Like a Dove, Yet filled with Push and Shove
If we could travel back in time,
And ask some of the great thinkers throughout the ages,
What would they say of love and its wages?
Would their message be universal?
Our experiences lead us to the contrary,
Oh no! I feel quite wary!
At times it might seem quite scary,
While it might make us sometimes feel merry,
But who should I date?
Larry, or Gary?
No worries, Mary,
For you won’t know unless you try,
And I am pretty sure that neither is the AXE MURDERER type of guy,
OH WHY?!
Oh my,
Then comes the sigh,
And a feeling I might die,
Who are the infidels that have infiltrated my heart and mind…
Leaving this contraband supply?
Hmm… when I was young and in high school,
I thought I was cool,
I went out with this girl or guy,
We had a lot in common,
But it turned out we were just friends,
And every time we kissed,
It felt like I was STRICKEN WITH THE BENDS,
So, to it,
We put an end,
Then came college,
As we all gained “MORE KNOWLEDGE,”
However, I felt not even one step closer to the real thing,
Like trying to compare a Great Value Pastry,
To a Hostess Ding-A-Ling,
Oh… I should have gone easy on all of those flings,
Now, who knows the song that my damaged heart sings?
It’s okay, Fay Wray,
Keep going along your way,
For it will come,
That day for the which your heart has prayed,
When THE AXIS OF THE EARTH WILL SEEM TO SWAY,
As you say to him or her,
“Hey, ‘tis a nice day.”
To the which he or she will respond,
“I dare say… come with me… if you may,”
LET US MEET OUR DESTINY TODAY.
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ReplyDeleteThe poem above is a poem written by Brett Remington.
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