| COMPETITION NEWS | POETRY AND SHORT STORY COMPETITIONS FOR JUNE 2009
Entries between 1st -25th of the month
Themed Competition: Themes are - Any poem about the month of June and any
humorous poem. (must be clean)
Freestyle Competition: Members Choice
Short Story Competition: Write a short story taken from a
newspaper headline or a title of a book
(There is no copywrite on book titles)
Look forward to reading your entries
Good Luck! |
| THE BOND THAT BINDS |  THE BONDS THAT BINDS To sit, enjoy the sunlight’s play Cross water mirrored skies Amid her roses, many hued Floats her mind, through half-closed eyes. The poem oft read clutched in her hand His thoughts and dreams she knows Tug gentle strands of memory As the family story grows. Stories from the past unfurl Oer oceans lands and time Far from her sunlit bower seat Brought close by poets rhyme. A voice of millstone grit, she hears She reads his painted words Of mists and hills and of the dales And morning song of birds. And she thinks of tales heard long ago Whose memories stir her soul Of family past, forefathers gone Of the Land and the Steel and the Coal. And the roots grow deep in that northern earth No matter, her offspring roam The stone deep voice will ever sound To call her children home.Written By Squidgeman |
| GOOD MORNING | GOOD MORNINGThe sun rises and the moon falls,the black sky and crystals stars,disappear into a new blue.The birds sing to disturbyour cartoon like dreams.You wipe the grains of sandout of your porcelain eyes.And I say,"Morning".Written By PJH |
| NOMINATED POEM AWARD AWAKE OH MAN BY ORCADIA | Nominated By David Miller AWAKE OH MANAwake oh man before it’s too late.Look at this world’s sad and sorry state.Consult the annuals of history,repeating patterns it seems to be.What have we learned in all of this time?Why are we making the same mistakes?Give a man power is that such a crime?Millions of dead the hate is not slaked.Each new election we hope and praythat the new folk will do as they say,not cheat us of our entrusted vote,nor fill the deep pockets of their coats.With Hope’s banner flying high displayed,the Nation’s loud voice has been relayed.Let us now chart for calmer waters,and put an end to all the slaughter.Copyright SAP 2008 All Rights ReservedWritten By Orcadia |
| 3RD PLACE FREESTYLE COMPETITION WINNER |  Summer Dream by Angie
Reflections of a summer dream
A secret world I’d never seen
Conkers and acorns on the ground
Colourful toadstools big and round
Gossamer fairies dancing by
As angels hover in the sky
Cheeky elf’s wanting to play
All upon this summers day
My luscious bed of softest moss
A blanket of spider candy floss
I’m sad to waken from this scene
And leave behind my
Woodland green
Written By Angie
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| 3RD PLACE THEMED COMPETITION WINNER | Fairytale EndingsA walk in the woods - a scarey thingFrom childhood we are toldIf you go down to the woods todayYou might end up lost and coldLike Hansel and Grethel you could meet a witchPart of an evil covernLured inside with promisesAnd you end up in her oven!Red Riding Hood and the Big Bad WolfShe would have surely come a cropperBut for the timely interventionOf the woodsman and his chopperBut please go down to the woods todayYou will be sure of a big surpriseA million flowering BluebellsNatures tonic for your eyesTrees and shrubs and woodland pathsOpen out on a sunny gladePlease go down to the woods todayThe best choice you've ever madeBluespot |
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Competitions and much more.
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| LIMERICK BY IOLA |
 PIG IN FUR COAT
There was an old cat called Gwylim,
Who was usually more than willin'
To eat everyone's grub...
He became quite a tub !
Well upholstered by constantly fillin'
Written By Ioloa
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| MEMBERS COMMENTS | Freedom wrote:
The sun always shines on the Poetry and Friends Group. I've made some great friends and have some laughs, especially at the quiz night.I am not really a poet; I am more of a story teller of every day events and I just write what pops into my head. I have also had help on how to write my poetry and everyone is awesome! Long may our forum shine on.Lots of love freedom
Castallaman wrote:
Without this site I would never be writing any poetry now. I'd done a bit to let off steam then stopped some years ago. Now I can express thoughts I may have however I please, and receive lots of feedback. This is all down to the efforts of Maggie & Kimi for which I am eternally grateful. Castallaman
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| | June Bride - Sheofwolf-61 POINTS |  Fri May 15, 2009 11:54 pm by Sheofwolf |  June Bride
Seeded pearls grace her white silken dress
Sweeping down the long sensuous folds
Intricately woven with a loving hand
Dainty shoes matching her elegant frame
Sparkling diamonds caress her perfect throat
Her face hidden beneath the lace edged veil
Cascad...
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| Inglewood by Ian Russell - 61 POINTS | | Tue Apr 07, 2009 9:51 pm by Ian Russell |
Inglewood
each morning now for many years
i`ve at my window stood
and watched the birds and squirrels play
in the trees in inglewood
i`ve watched them every season
from springs buds to autumns fall
and many hours of pleasure had
watching the ...
[ Full reading ] | | Comments: 12 |
| Steppingstones by Mike - 52 Points | | Fri May 08, 2009 1:23 pm by Mike | Steppingstones
Passage of time is measured in the depth of facial furrows,
Deepening their lines while throwing into harsh relief
The bold structure of the hidden skull.
As erosion peels away traces of fulsome youth,
Selective memory pushes to the fore,
Furnishing, refur...
[ Full reading ] | | Comments: 14 |
| Cherry Blossom Pink. by Cougar. 50 Points | | Thu May 07, 2009 7:42 pm by Cougar |  Cherry Blossom Pink.
Cherry blossom pink in bloom
upon a sea of green,
looking like a masterpiece
a pastel painted scene.
Lining residential streets
built in the hippy years,
floating petals on the wind
like trees just s...
[ Full reading ] | | Comments: 10 |
| Living Woodland by Castallaman - 54 POINTS | | Wed May 06, 2009 9:35 am by castallaman |  I feel part of a great, living, breathing thing
Cautiously welcomed in this wild place.
Which houses secret homes for creatures I may not see
Dark places...
[ Full reading ] | | Comments: 16 |
| Wasted by Angie -50 Points | | Tue May 19, 2009 4:29 pm by angie | Wasted
Beauty hides
Behind a face
Deep inside
Pride of place
Mask adorns
Canvas bare
Inner depth
Effects repair
Strong of heart
Pride invests
Depth of feeling
Brain inspects
Within each fold
Or faded bruise
Many...
[ Full reading ] | | Comments: 17 |
| Stone me ~ by Adele. - 49 Points | | Fri May 15, 2009 9:23 am by Adele | Stone me!
The ground came up to meet me
As I went crashing down
Oh hell I thought, why here?
Felt a complete and utter clown
I’d travelled in slow motion
As I hit the car park floor
Left battere...
[ Full reading ] | | Comments: 26 |
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| FOOTPRINTS IN TIME | This is an Inspirational Poem book based on a wide range of topics by Author Nicholas Windle 'footprints in Time'. From picturesque on the one hand to bygone and nostalgic on the other, they illustrate life from its soft side to its hard ships that shape us all. |
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| TIGER LIMERICK BY KNIELAND |  TIGER LIMERICK
There was auld dame from Malacca
Who smoked terrible tobacca
When the tigers came near
They trembled with fear
And didnt attempt to attacka !!
Written by Knieland9000
 GIRAFFE LIMERICK
You would need a very long scarf
If you happened to be a giraffe
You could get very hoarse
In the winter ,of course
And a cough is no cause for a laugh .!!!
Written by Knieland9000
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POEM OF THE DAY - AND IT FLOWS...... By Falconwriter. I wondered lost and weary high upon the hillside, looking down frowning and wondering... the natures of freedom and spare, where the core and the boundaries circle in parallel with the universe, the battles below slashing for a fare, clanging steels of shining pride. A ringing echoes like musical spheres. sweat trickling down grooves of wear, where weathered surfaces bruised and stretched half buried, peeking through the tears until the crust burst open wide and flows into the thrusting tide. Written by Falconwriter
