Poem Competition :-}

Discussion in 'Hobbies' started by RioLindoAz, Mar 30, 2009.

  1. RioLindoAz

    RioLindoAz Sleeping

    Jul 8, 2007
    Yuma, Arizona
    This competition is for all you wonderful BYC
    peots out there who want to get their work
    out for people to see. [​IMG]

    -The entry form below must be filled.
    -Poems must be discrete, of good nature, and should not contain any derrogative statements.
    -No put-down comments.
    -Each person can only enter 3 poems tops
    -Enjoy yourself!

    Entry Form:
    Type of poem:
    Your inspiration: (optional)

    About the contest:
    All of the judges are school teahers that have been teaching for more than
    10 years.
    There will be 3 honorable mentions, a 3rd place, 2nd place and a 1st place.
    The Grand Prize will be having your poem printed on certificate paper, framed, and sent to you.
    If you would like to donate a prize, please PM me. You will be very much appreciated! [​IMG]

    Please remember to make your poems happy and joyful! [​IMG]

    Have Fun!
  2. chickenwhisperer123

    chickenwhisperer123 Whispers Loudly

    Mar 7, 2009
    Lincoln, Nebraska
    Sounds like a good idea, but im not a poem writer..
    Good luck to everyone that enters!
  3. HorseFeathers

    HorseFeathers Frazzled

    Apr 2, 2008
    Southern Maine
    Title: The Realm of the Backyard Hens
    Type of poem: um... I don't know!
    Your inspiration: (optional) Chickens, of course!
    (Must be read with a one two THREE kind of rhythm...)

    The Realm of the Backyard Hens

    Summer days
    And Lemonade
    Sitting out back in the patio chairs
    But hot dogs beware!
    For you will find the chickens there.
    Scratch, scratch
    Cluckety cluck

    Here roam the layers,
    The cluckers,
    The players
    Of keep-away games with a crust of stale bread.
    Yes, here roam the scratchers
    The chocolate-cake snatchers
    All happy this warm afternoon.

    Yes, show them some grass
    And they'll show you a spot
    Perfect for scratching
    And bug-eating. As well as a lot
    Of little holes in the ground
    Where they roll around
    And get dirt in their feathers for fun.

    O, here roam the chickens!
    The marvelous chickens.
    Who play here and lay here and surely hold sway here
    In this backyard
    This fine afternoon.

    But Human beware
    To set foot in there
    For you will be assaulted by hens
    All clucking and screaming
    And yelling and screeching
    For a treat! (For you surely have one?)

    If you happen to live
    And escape from their realm
    Be sure to warn others
    Of the cuteness of hens!
    For they will be here
    Scratching the ground
    Until Time bubbles over
    And takes with it
    The Hens.

    [​IMG] I'll think of some more at midnight tonight... This is spur-of-the-moment stuff.
    Last edited: Mar 30, 2009
  4. BellLisamo

    BellLisamo Diagnosed w/ Muscovitis

    Feb 7, 2009
    Tombstone, AZ
    Entry Form:
    Title: Flipping roosters
    Type of poem: Funny
    Your inspiration: my rooster and humor

    there once was a rooster named hippy
    who often became a bit lippy
    he ran after me
    but he just couldnt see
    as i kicked him he did a big flippy!!!

  5. RioLindoAz

    RioLindoAz Sleeping

    Jul 8, 2007
    Yuma, Arizona
    I just whipped this one up for fun. (It won't be judged)

    Title: Byc threads
    Type of poem: Rhyming
    Inspiration: Byc

    I’m down here in the basement with a laptop on my lap. I’m enjoying myself greatly (my mouth is stuffed with snacks) I’m on BYC of course, I’m looking at this thread .It looks like NicinNc’s hen acted drunk and just dropped dead?

    Oh, wait! Never mind that. Its time to look over your BYC facts! It looks like debiraymond Started a new trivia contest!

    I click on the OPS. Who thinks Serama's are the best? Looks like the results came in for the Serama Contest!

    Isn't this fun chilling out, just you and me?!
    We Hope you'll join us really soon here at BYC!
  6. TheDuckCrew

    TheDuckCrew Chillin' With My Peeps

    Feb 21, 2009
    i'll have to get working on a poem!!!
  7. Opa

    Opa Opa-wan Chickenobi

    May 11, 2008
    Howell Michigan
    Entry Form:
    Title: Camelot Forgotten
    Type of poem: Free verse
    Inspiration: Many years of living

    A knight woke late one morning,
    and felt that he was cold.
    He stumbled to his mirror
    and discovered he was old.

    As he rode to face the dragon
    he found to his dismay,
    his once dark powerful charger
    was now half lame and gray.

    His arms felt tired and heavy
    as he fought the dreadful beast,
    and he wondered if he'd win the battle,
    or on him would the dragon feast.

    He swung his sword with all his might,
    but the melee raged til almost night.
    When at last the day was o'er
    and he had the battle won,
    he knew that he was finished,
    he knew his quests were done.

    As he limped home late that evening,
    with sword dragging in the dust,
    he knew his shining armor
    would soon be a suit of rust.

    Why the knight was so badly battered,
    why his armor has lost its gleam,
    is that those for whom he fought the dragons
    have forgotten how to dream.
  8. verthandi

    verthandi Chillin' With My Peeps

    May 18, 2007
    Title: Memories
    Type of poem: Free verse
    Inspiration: A beautiful rainy night.


    There was a moment
    when all was right,
    a soft, melodic,
    quiet night.

    As rain streamed down
    the darkened pane,
    washing all
    self doubt away.

    A safe haven
    within the dark,
    where shattered thoughts
    and dreams cavort.

    A moment
    photographed within the mind,
    embraced in the place
    kept by time.
  9. RioLindoAz

    RioLindoAz Sleeping

    Jul 8, 2007
    Yuma, Arizona

    Wonderful poems! [​IMG]

  10. ThePolishPrincess

    ThePolishPrincess Chillin' With My Peeps

    Title: You Are
    Type of poem: Free Verse
    Your inspiration: (optional)

    You are the earth beneath my feet
    You are the ice buried under my sleet
    You are the will that lets me care
    You are the grin in which I bare
    You are the ocean, deep and blue
    You are the reward I own all to
    You are the time that passes me by
    You are the new thing in which I try
    You are that fly on the wall
    You are the mirror, both wide and tall
    You are the love that I learn to know
    You are the promise that I will grow
    You are the flower, the start of new things
    You are the air beneath my wings
    You are the moral of my tale
    You are the boat underneath my sail
    You are the sky beside my star
    You are my everything
    You are, you are!

    Title: These Words
    Type of poem: Free Verse
    Your inspiration: (optional)

    Sister, do you know these words?
    The ones in which I speak?
    Are they besides the sands of time?
    Tell me, are they meek?

    These words do have a flavor,
    Some consistency, to say
    But sister,
    Are they written fine?
    Are they more than just okay?

    Sister, they were all for you
    Purely, all along
    You didn’t seem to know it
    You thought that I was wrong

    So sister, it’s time to run
    For these words I speak run, too
    Along the pages of the book,
    We both came to love and knew

    Sister, you needn’t quote me,
    From these words we’ve come to know
    You’ve left these words without me,
    Because you told me not to go

    Sister, do you know these words?
    The ones in which I speak?
    They are written in the stars.
    Just for you to seek.

    I know that you can find them
    You’ve certainly done it before
    And when you see you knew them,
    Sister, you’ll know more

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