Nighmares or Good Dreams

  • morgan
    14 years ago

    We all have nightmares. but how many of you have put those scary dreams into a poem? that is what this poem is about. think of the scariest dream you have ever had and put it into a poem. i don't care if the nightmare was from this year, or from when you were five :) As another option you could do the best dream you ever had instead. I think it will be interesting to see what yall come with. Now to the fun stuff;

    RULES:

    1. has to be atleast 14 lines
    2. has to have 1 or more simile
    3. have fun with it.

    WINNERS:

    1st place 4 comments
    2nd place 3 comments
    3rd place 2 comments

    every one else gets 1 comment.

    CONTEST ENDS---- OCTOBER 31st

    Good luck to yall. and let your dreams run wild

    ---------------Morgan :):)

  • Sunshine
    14 years ago

    Sounds gd for me.

  • Poet on the Piano
    14 years ago

    This sounds awesome! I cannot wait and I will definitely use my imagination for this...

    Thanks a bunch and will be back :)

    MaryAnne

  • Mask of Pain
    14 years ago

    Count me in. This is going to be fun. :)

  • Lemma
    14 years ago

    I'm in!

  • morgan
    14 years ago

    Keep them comming i am so excited to see what yall come up with

  • Soft Parade
    14 years ago

    I'm in...pm to you yeah?

  • morgan
    14 years ago

    Contest ends in 5 days. So get your poems in hahaha lol

  • XxFallenxFromxGracexX
    14 years ago

    Done that was really fun =]

  • silvershoes
    14 years ago

    A Childhood Dream

    I was running like a ghost
    that had seen the eyes of the devil.
    I was full in flight, alone
    in the woods on a wintry evening.
    I was waiting to see
    just what it was I was running from.

    There were swirls of mist swarming
    the footsteps I left on the
    down-trodden earth.
    There were stars blocked out by
    the blackness of the forest;
    I was hidden beneath
    a canopy of
    redwood -
    gray in the frozen night air.

    Then it came like a gust of wind
    full in the face
    as I watched from confines
    of a shadowy subconscious,
    floating helplessly with
    a frenzied
    heart.

    Wolves.

    A dozen of them, big as
    baby moose and
    salivating with ballpoint eyes
    focused greedily on my
    soft, pink flesh.
    They were silver in the moonlight as it
    flashed between high
    branches.

    None were so fearsome
    as their leader:
    The white wolf of my dreams.

    He haunts me still
    some nights.

  • silvershoes
    14 years ago

    So...?

  • morgan
    14 years ago

    Hey yall. im soooooo sorry that this took so long. i got grounded the DAY the contest ended, and i just got my computer back today. so only three of you entered so there are the ranking/ winners.

    1st--- Silvershoes TC
    2nd---XxFallenxFromxGracexX
    3rd--- Softparade

    you all did very well and i am happy with the three of you that entered. and again im sorry it took me soo long. i will rate and comment your poems with in the next week

    thank yall
    Morgan :):):):):)

  • Brix Ambray
    14 years ago

    Okay