Dixiedaisys-Round 3- Most Fun

With myself being more of a method writer rather than adhering to forms I decided that I would like to see your take on a few things. Five choices are listed below for your choosing, bonus points are included with each prompt. I am trying to make this as quick and painful as possible. Round 3 poems due by April 6th at 6:00p.m. my time. There is plenty of time to work on your round 3 poems as all of you have been pm'ed with the round prior to posting. Work diligently on round 3 because round 4 will be hell.

Round 3 (serious bone)

1. Use one of this phrase in your poem
(1 bonus point)

"Burst like fireworks"

(Change it around if needed, just use the general idea)

2. Use at least two of these words. (You can use them in any tense, just make sure you use them properly.
(2 bonus points)

Sonata
Lilt
Crest
Requiem
Catacombs
Faun
Ascot
vinaceous
Somnolent

3. Write a poem using these each of these devices or only one. One bonus point issued for each device used.
(3 bonus points)

(A.) a liquid (river, blood, tears, wine, rain etc.)
(B.) Form of smoke ( from cigarette, fire, car- engine etc.)
(C.) Something round ( ring, belly, hula-hoop, sun, planet etc.)

4. Write a poem based on this prompt (4 bonus points)

Pick a famous person (past or present) (anyone you choose, just make sure they are well known)
Write a poem based from their parents (mother/father/grandparent/guardians) perspective.
It could be prior to the notoriety, or after.

Ideas:
Martin Luther King Jr., Elvis, Charlie Sheen, Vincent van Gogh, Mozart, Anne Frank etc.

5. Using this link
http://www.history.com/this-day-in-history
write a poem based on one of the events that took place within the dates of March 31st -April 6th. Any subject listed in this week can be a topic. There are a multitude of subjects to write on. Include in your poem the date chosen and subject in order to verify your choice. Choosing this prompt will result in the most bonus points possible in this round. (5 bonus points)

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This round really looks fun!

POEMS For Round 3

Poem 1

*** This poem used prompt #5 for 5 bonus points

Bait to Devour.

As the sun crosses earth
in vernal equinox,
I come alive like perennials
in spring,

trifling in artful ways
towards fruition
as I feast on
poission d'avrils;
bait to devour.

A habitual tradition
for jesters alike,
forevermore.

--
poission d'avril (April fish) - A young, easily caught fish; a guillible person

Prompt: April 1, 1700 - April Fools tradition popularized.

Poem 2

*** This poem used prompt #4 for 4 bonus points

The "Greatest" Daughter
prompt #4

"float like a butterfly,
sting like a bee"
ain't she pretty
just like me

brains and beauty
quickness and brawn
telling all comers
"let's get it on"

that's my daughter
making me so proud
call me "the mouth"
as I shout it out loud.

**Judges if you don't know who "the greatest" is, then you definitely will be clueless as to who his daughter is.

Poem 3

*** This poem used prompt #3 for 3 bonus points

You Seduce Me.

The thickness of your voice
settles within the pool of smoke
clouding your eyes -
rugged roughness barks out
a harsh tone you didn't intend,
and it pulls me into a tainted melody.

How the drops of wine dabble
so sweetly on your lips,
the contrast of your candied mouth
touching such coarse masculinity
sparks an interest in that rumbling laugh
you flirtatiously cast out.

My mind is racing
with my fingertips longing to touch
the crook of your jaw,
where stubble has begun to form -
you create a weakness in my belly
that circle my steps into seduction.

Poem 4

*** This poem used prompt #3 for 3 bonus points

Great Family Expectations

Sunrise hidden by pines and cedars on the east
side of his house where he latter saw a red
flame of it glaring through the cedars, not like sunrise
but like a forest fire. From the window of his front room
the sun shone silently with solemn power through
the pine branches.

The smoke followed the tracks, close by, and rose
toward the skies like the prayers of the passengers
who prayed the prayers of pilgrims in the wilderness.
Close by a grave would wait in the lay cemetery of Our
Lady of Gethsemane, a place of Peace and Paradox.

Farther north is the Ohio river where my great uncle's blood
would mingle with the flowing river meandering with no
rhyme nor reason to yet another river. Like the blood of the Father
passed to the Son. There seems to be no point of rest,
yet by a river of mercy each family member may be washed
clean.

Poem 5

***This poem used prompt #3 for 3 bonus points

Quitting

I decided to steal for the final time,
one last sip from your bitter wine,
one last breath from your cigarette,
for I no longer love the way flames smell.

Today you won't cling around these fingers,
I pulled you off,
I heaved the ring I thought was there too!

So, stop laughing in the subtle rain,
as love isn't the only thing I gave up on,
I have quit acting madness too...

Hence, I decided to taste for the final time,
all the things that I haven't

Poem 6

***This poem used prompt #4 for 4 bonus points.

Ode to Liz

My Beautiful Lady,

I sleep, perchance to dream once more
of a love, a life-time gone before
my ego came and took control
my life, my sense, my love it stole.

Cleopatra, you took my breath away
yet my roving eye, still did stray
a drunk! a flirt! a fool! was I
let the truth be known before I die.

No woman could ever take your place
no other did feel my true embrace
though we're apart I dream at will
that you'll come back, this void to fill.

A drunk, washed up, still here's the truth
as I look back upon my youth
mistakes were made, though you're not one
you're still my earth, my stars, my sun.

I curse myself, then curse some more
that I could ever let you go
not once, but twice, we signed with quill
you left both times yet, I love you still.

No manuscript, no part to act
when opposites meet they just attract
you had me from the first hello
why, oh why did I let you go?

Forever yours

R xx

*Speculating on the possible content of the unpublished love letter Elizabeth Taylor took to her grave.
*The cliche writings are intended as most of the letters of that era were very cliche

Poem 7

*** This poem used prompt 4 for a total of 4 bonus points.

Abandonment

I watched you twirl,
clutching the hem of a
white dress in hand.
Your lips vinaceous,
bitter with the
stained fruit
of a salty plum.

Yet still your smile
burst like fireworks, and
your eyes mimicked the
arrival of a full moon, who would
sit in silver on a black sky
that was too depressed to
meet the sun.

My thoughts grew somnolent
'tween the smoke of a cigarette
and I saw butterflies in the
strangest of places.
While you were finding solace
in sleeping,
I was finding solace in wine.

They said you thought
'madness was genius' and I
saw white mice in your hair.

Chewing at the roots of
abandonment -

for it was all you ever knew.

Poem 8

*** This poem used prompt #5 for a total of 5 bonus points.

Requiem Ode to John Paul II
as by his father

Requiem Ode to John Paul II
as by his father

"Where is Poland?"
you asked a child
(she was stunned)
"In your smile."

Lifelong struggle to make us free
first the Nazis, then Iron Curtain,
lost sister, mother, brother, me,
never lost faith in Poland;
consecrated Lord's Arc church
gave Solidarity that strong perch

Delegate bishop you stood firm
made Vatican II become true
innocence of jews to confirm;
back home gauntlet you threw
against Soviet reins to bring
hope which made our people sing.

Heaven watched conclave choose you
white smoke streaming in Roman sky;
news burst like fireworks: John Paul II
wore Fisherman's Ring, made us sigh;
violins liltingly played
Corelli's Sonata for parade.

Amazed how you turned the page,
neither left nor right found time to blink,
human rights came to center stage,
church tradition stayed writ in ink;
mended fences, held peace up front,
Muslim, Jew, Greek and Protestant.

Missions to hostile lands you'd dare
steadfastly called for brotherhood
struck near dead in Saint Peter's Square
four shots hit - blood drenched - you stood;
yet forgave Mehmet, redeemed him
gave him a light that would not dim.

Strength gave out in aged years;
altar bore vinaceous stains
shaking hand (Parkinson appears)
spills God's wine-blood in holy rains.
Family waits, come to us, son,
slip away home, your work is done.

World, the second of April note,
for passing of this saintly man!
My Karol died, of whom is wrote:
tyranny's end truly began
when incorruptible Pope came
a new world order to proclaim.

Smoke brought you Rome
smoke brings you home;
my son sleeps
the world weeps.

Explanations
Line 4: These anecdotes are modified in some cases for the purpose of Rhetoric. [http://www.pbs.org/wgbh/pages/frontline/shows/pope/etc/anecdotes.html]

Lines 9 - 10: "The locals [of Nowa Huta] were supported by Bishop Karol Wojtyla and eventually, a church called the Lord's Arc was built [and] consecrated by Wojtyla in 1977. ... In the 1980s Nowa Huta became a place of many demonstrations and violent street protests of the Solidarity movement, fought by the police. At that time, almost 29,000 of the 38,000 workers of the then Lenin's Steelworks belonged to the Trade Union Solidarity'". [http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Nowa_Huta]

Lines 11 - 13: "One of the more controversial documents [in Vatican II] was Nostra Aetate, which stated that the Jews of the time of Christ, taken indiscriminately, and all Jews today are no more responsible for the death of Christ than Christians." [http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Second_Vatican_Council] "In the debate, there were many bishops who did not want those points in there, ... all of a sudden down at the far end of the table a man began to speak... it was a different voice because of the heavy accent. And the man spoke of the Church's responsibility to change its relationship to Jews. ... it was this young bishop from Poland. And no one even knew his name. And it was the first intervention he made at the Council. And it was very important." [http://www.pbs.org/wgbh/pages/frontline/shows/pope/etc/anecdotes.html]

Line 22: Corelli, La Folia Violin Sonata In D Minor 2 [http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Arcangelo_Corelli; http://wn.com/Corelli_La_Folia_Violin_Sonata_In_D_Minor_2] This sonata may or may not have been played during the celebration of JPII's inauguration.

Lines 31 - 34: "On May 13, 1981, Pope John Paul II was shot in St. Peter s Square by a Turkish political extremist, Mehmet Ali Agca. After his release from the hospital, the pope famously visited his would-be assassin in prison, where he had begun serving a life sentence, and personally forgave him for his actions." [Retrieved from http://www.history.com/this-day-in-history/pope-john-paul-ii-dies on April 2, 2011 See also: http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Mehmet_Ali_A%C4%9Fca]

Line 37: [http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Pope_John_Paul_II]

Lines 41: [http://www.history.com/this-day-in-history/pope-john-paul-ii-dies]

Lmao Britt!

Though I did not write it, I like the Requiem Ode to John Paul II
as by his father. His Father is in truth the only one he needs to answer to now.

Excuse me for nit-picking, but poems 3 & 5 each satisfy the criteria for prompt 3 (smoke, liquid, round) & qualify for 3 points.

Yes they do, changing it now.
As for the bonus points the entrants have been notified and the points will be removed.

Edit- I challenge everyone to please do a contest, it is not as easy as it looks. Sorry, just trying to get it together, not the most organized person in the world I admit.

I must say though,
It is unfair of one to nitpik and pick apart a poem due to your own beliefs. As for the poem not stating that it had the child molestation accusations or whatever, the poem is written from the father to the pope, I don't think his father would accuse him of such.

***Edit
My apologies to the contestants if you used more than one prompt, I have sent you both a message explaining.
Also, the bonus points was pre-set on the prompts which had nothing to do with the judges. And to answer the question asked previously about the spelling/grammar points given by the judges that just because the spelling may be correct you have to take in to consideration punctuation, that is totally up to the judges, maybe they didn't like a semi-colon or comma, or perhaps thought there needed to be one.

I just have to tip my hat to dixiedaisy again. I must say I do envy her skill at explaining things

Thankyou

Dixie, I still think you're doing a great job. This is my first excursion in participating on the main board after over three years on the site. You have made it a very enjoyable experience. Still laughing that you got Michael hook line & sinker with "t' hell" poem (one of the sites had the pronunciation that way).

EDIT [senior moment - Bob, you are strongly paired in my mind with a fellow named David I grew up with.]
Bob, I get the impression you think everyone who does not agree with you is inferior, and is not entitled to disagree. Personally, the Odes in this Round seemed to speak from the hearts of Burton, John Paul's dad & Ali. Not sure who spoke for Monroe, but that too presented a poignant perspective of the subject. If you wish to write a polemic against anyone at all, do so. But your argument fails that one person cannot leave out possible coverup, or that others must include home wrecker & egocentrism. That's the nature of diversity of opinion.

Well I have to admit, that although I enjoyed all the contests, and I seriously did not skip ANY site cont., but
seriously this one held the most inspiring Ideas, and wasn't reeally limited or with too many rules, I just was being able to get inspired as soon as I read the round.
I am honestly saying, this was the most fun contest indeed.
and Thanks for that