COMPETITIONS NOVEMBER 2008 Freestyle Poetry Competition COMPETITION ENTRIES.. Themed Short Story Competition Christmas COMPETITION ENTRIES.. Latest topics NOMINATED POEM AWARD - BY BACKSTREETDREAMER  Poetic GratitudeFrom deep within the heart of me Came waves upon a dancing sea, So far away, so long ago The waters took me in the flow Of thoughts and words and endless climbs To reach the endings of my rhymes, And let me see the setting sun Before the mornings grace was spun. And from the paintings I have made I know my words will never fade, They’ll twinkle brightly in the dark Or soar together with the lark And we can paint the endless sky Before the time has come to fly, Before my dreams have blown away Like autumn’s gold upon the day. And as the bell of midnight rings My life has brought me many things, Like smiles upon the Summer air Like beauty that’s beyond compare Or whispered breezes from the trees That carry secrets to the seas, Like love that paints me tenderly For precious things are mostly free. And every silver soul I’ve kissed Each turning page of morning mist Has lit me through the shadowed ways Like lantern light that parts the haze Until the golden rising glow Of morning sun has let me know That what I need will always be So deep within the heart of me… Written By Backstreetdreamer POEM OF THE MONTH - BY PENFOLD18 As Long As I BreatheTake my heart, my life, both body and soul My reason for living, my life as a whole I ask no return for the love that I lack As life passes on, the memories come back As long as I breathe, you'll always be there In rooms where you've passed, your scent in the air The sound of your voice, still echoing loud Will haunt me forever, becoming my shroud In my mind and my heart, In truth I can see Though in flesh far apart, I will never be free With the closing of eyes, now all I can see Is the heartache, the pain And my love for thee. Written By Penfold18 TIGGEE'S CHALLENGE This month's challenge was: 'Who can write the longest alliterative sentence and still make sense? Not easy but the joint winners are:  Ghetto with:Pernickety people prefer pretty, preening parrots; perhaps plucked, parched, parboiled parrots; possibly postering, perched parrots; predictably, pessimistic people purchase puking, pooping parrots. and Annamoy with: Maggie's malevolently-motivated, miserable, matted, mean moggie Marmalade, mauled melancholy-minded mice most mornings, mainly maliciously, making mother more miserable; meanwhilemaster-mariner Micky made mother maniacally mad, mooning moronically!  and  to both of you and well done to everyone who had some fun and took part.   V.I.P. GOLD MEMBERSHIP ~ PAYPAL Your membership must be authorized by Admin before you purchase. Purchase V.I.P ~ GOLD Membership PAYPAL £10.00 Per Year. Take advantage of our 24hr free trial before you purchase, if after 24 hrs you enjoy being part of the group, please contact admin. Thank you HIT COUNTER | ART BY KIM RODRIGUEZ VIP GROUP ADMINISTRATOR 10-11-2008  Click on the picture to see more ART BY KIM RODRIGUEZ (KIMI) TWINS CONNECTION Ken And Chris Anstiss  Click the picture above to read their story. MY KIND OF PEOPLE by Orcadia - 67 VOTES Sun Sep 28, 2008 6:50 pm by orcadia  MY KIND OF PEOPLE Its not important the colour of your skin, nor the clothes that you're dressed in, I don't care if you ... [ Full reading ] Comments: 42 Cruel Winter, Yokel - 57 VOTES Wed Oct 15, 2008 2:27 pm by yokel  Cruel Winter[Late December-early March, 1963.] Cruel winter descending, Boxing Day night in full fury; quiet at first, the decept... [ Full reading ] Comments: 17 Comfort for the Lonely By Geoff LeVoguer - 55 VOTES Fri Sep 26, 2008 1:01 pm by Geoff LeVoguer
Comments: 23 1st Place In the Shory Story Competition-A Short Story - Silence Mon Sep 01, 2008 11:46 pm by Tiggee A Short Story - Silence Comments: 0 HALLOWEEN CONTEST WINNER  Lady Gemima sat watching the time Feeling impatient - it was just past nine! Then curling her lips into a smile And lifting the phone, she started to dial. But rather annoyingly it just rang out She started to frown, lips starting to pout. "Where could he be?" she wondered in vain Glancing at the clock, again and again. She smoothed down her frock and patted her hair She paced up and down like a cat in its lair. She thought of the words she'd have with him When he finally turned up and asked to come in. If he thought she'd be pleased to see him at last He'd be very mistaken, it was nearly half past! She tutted and fretted, her eyes on the clock When at last, on the door, there came a soft knock. Her heart lept in glee as she sprang to her feet And she rushed to the door, her lover to greet. But, oh, what a shock! What a terrible fright! There on the doorstep in the darkness of night Stood Frankenstein's monster, a werewolf or two A ghost, Count Dracula and witches a-brew. She let out a shriek which made them all jump Her heart was pounding, it was all of a-pump. She staggered right back, fell into a seat While the smallest witch stuttered ... "t t t trick or treat?" Written By Tiggee MEMBERS COMMENTS THE PEOPLE WE ARE BY CASTALLAMANI've read through a lot of the material that's been posted on this site. It surely tells a lot about us as individuals. There is a very common theme of heartbreak and suffering endured by most, a love of Nature and natural things and a strong indication of the will to get on and make the best of who we are and what we have. Long may it continue. I feel I am among friends as I'm sure we all do. Good wishes to all. 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 occasionally receive feedback. This is all down to the efforts of Maggie & Kimi for which I am eternally grateful. Castallaman Who is Online ? In total there are 2 users online :: 0 Registered, 0 Hidden and 2 Guests None Most users ever online was 94 on Sun Oct 19, 2008 1:56 pm | Ads By Netklix WRITTEN BY BARBARA BREWIN-POETRY AND FRIENDS VIP MEMBER They are really early readers to be read to youngerchildren and then for the slightly older ones to read on their own. I guess from age 3/4 to about 9 although most of my senior friends read them too You can see more of my books here sidneysnail.com  NOMINATED POEM AWARD BY ADELE  (In memory of a perfect brother 1945 ~ 2001) Special times with you. Your memory‘s all around us We see you every day You’re in the very air breath we breathe In the words we say You’re in the flowers at our feet In your children’s smile The sight is only fleeting but You’re there for a little while And your gorgeous grandchildren They so remind me of you They have your eyes, your hands And your sweet temperament too You’re in the warm summer breeze The glittering stars above In the gentle rain that falls Showering us with love And in a quiet moment I know why you are there You’re watching over all of us Keeping us in your care I still turn to you for advice, You answer in my head. You never utter any words Words never need be said And when our time has come When our days are through We’ll sit and reminisce about Our Special times with you ~ Good night, God bless sweetheart… All rights reserved Adele Meade Copyright 2008 ALPHABET CHALLENGE ALPHABET CHALLENGEThis month’s challenge was to write a piece whose first word begins with an 'a', second word with a 'b' and so on. You can cheat with 'x'. See how far down the alphabet you can get! The winning entry was: “A blueprint containing disturbing excuses for Germany's holocausts, is just kicking level minded natives of Poland. Quoting reasons seeming truthful,until viewing wizened xenophobics yelling zealously.” The winner was Palhel – Congratulations, well done! |
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