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 Posted: Sun Nov 18, 2012 8:10 pm
Hey Guys. Trying to get this guild back up and running so I'm getting contests together. As You know, there are a variety of Artists on here, so I'm going to have to do different contests for everyone, but you're not limited to entering just one, and you can add how ever many you want. THIS one is gonna be for my writers!!
Prize: 50K
Rules Below!
The theme will be Trees.
Write AT LEAST 14 lines of poetry about trees! They don't have to literarally be about trees, you can make a metaphor comparing say, love, to trees.
These MUST be original.
I will make sure none of them are plagiarized!
enter it in bold like wise...
I tell myself everyday to forget about it. It’s over.
How did s**t change so fast. No longer warm, It’s gotten colder.
And the longer I stay away the worse it gets.
To bad for me and you, I’ve already called it quits.
Even though I don’t really want to. I don’t mind the heat.
You know this already though, you’re my complete.
Other half, if you will. But I already know you won’t
Understand what I’ve got to explain, so I just don’t.
username: Jerksofreshhhh
Title of work: Beginnings
Grade I'd give Myself: D
Oh course make it about trees. lol!
Contest over December 15!!!
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Posted: Mon Nov 19, 2012 4:02 pm
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Posted: Sun Nov 25, 2012 10:39 pm
One. Two. Three.
I remember the days we spent together, underneath the shade in that warm summer's day.
The leaves that bud in this weather, oh how I wish they would last forever.
Sun rays cast down on me, brushing against me, the colors tickling my fancy.
Four. Five. Six.
The days have become quite boring.
Every day is the same old story.
Where were you, were you ignoring the changes that were occurring?
Have I, in my dulled greens and ruggish browns, become another chapter in your forgotten story?
Or should I hurry?
To the place where your sun shone the brightest?
Where sitting in the sun light, wouldn't be so boring.
Not in the slightest.
Seven. Eight. Nine.
The leaves are falling, the colors around me.
I watch as they color the world in my rich reds and vibrant yellows.
No doubt, it was a feat to have been seen by any fellow. I thought about giving a small fee.
Of course, to be collected by me.
The small tree.
Then maybe, you would turn again to see, how magnificent I could be.
Ten. Eleven. Twelve.
The leaves are now dead. The winter cold brings me dread.
How could I see you if you are gone?
Stuck in what humans call a bed?
I can not wait until the sun awakes once more, a great warrior whom I adore.
I person who can hold sun rays for swords.
Though now I must rest for the season ahead.
I can say I can't wait to see your striking red.
Spring really is, the best reward for my head.
Username: Your Favorite Marionette.
Title: The Confusion Of Existing.
Grade biggrin
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Posted: Mon Nov 26, 2012 6:23 pm
Looking back now, I realize how really high I am at this moment.
I observe around me, a raven flying in front of my view,
of the overly large, pale circle of a night light.
I look down, down....the depths of the tallest evergreens around me pale,
to the magnificence of the larger one I now reside in.
Climbing the branches further, I crane my head towards the sky,
the stars like a million fires lit in the sky and glowing like a bright ember,
down on me as I cling for life, for dear dear life,
to this ever green tree that now supports my weight and my life.
I consider what a haven this tree could be for me...
how well it could protect my young,
for it is a dark green that would camouflage the fledgelings,
while my Murder and I were to hunt for food on the dry, brittle ground.
This evergreen, so tall and valiant among it's more subtle peers,
to protect and to hold the fledglings my mate and I could produce..
The raven swoops one more, getting closer to where I am perched.
I realize now, that such a tall, mighty knight of a tree,
could not protect what I'd hold most dear...
So stepping to the end of the branch, I spread my jet wings and jump,
swooping down low as my airfoil catch the air and flap with great ferocity,
and I go forward to look for another haven,
another evergreen,
to protect the dearest thing I could ever possess,
another evergreen,
that could share in the beauty of the one I had left,
another evergreen,
to hold and to cherish, as the circle of life took it's hold.
Username: Chibi Marshmallowz
Title of work: Evergreen
Grade I'd given myself: B
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Posted: Mon Dec 03, 2012 4:14 pm
Sometimes real,
Sometimes fake,
Some are strong
Some almost break.
They vary so much,
Yet they are the same
If you think about it,
They aren’t that lame.
They start as nothing,
Only a seed.
They are barely a fraction,
Of what they will be.
They grow and move
every living day.
Soon they’ll be huge,
And green in May.
They have plenty
of nice bushy leaves.
Until they are orange and red
Then the trees will grieve.
Some never die
They are used to look pretty.
Some are hiding places
like Christmas trees.
Some are used
to make a cabin
All nice and warm
a chair in the den.
Tree are different
Yet so amazing.
They are great
The joy they bring.
Username: Stefan Lee Salvatore
Title of Work: Trees
Grade I've give myself: D-
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Posted: Fri Dec 07, 2012 9:05 pm
Creeping in,
this itch.
chattering against your ear,
as it brushes past.
Stepping forward,
Memories litter the ground.
Brown and red,
crushed unto nothing.
It whispers as the wind passes,
Destruction creating new beginning.
Snow fall glissades,
Serpentine in skies breath.
Suffocating,
Their melodies smothered.
Spring will come,
When trees sing again.
username: Flyawaylittlebirdie
Title of work: Memories
Grade I'd give Myself: C-
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Posted: Thu Dec 13, 2012 1:42 pm
Drifting through the air
A slow dance
The green of youth
Faded fast
The great brown pillar
Can carry no more
To long its lasted
Summer now gone for sure
It prepares to sleep
To dream
To hope
Those cruel months away
Until again
It may wake.
Username: Drummergirl1701
Title of work: Falling Asleep
Grade id give myself: C
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