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Congrats everyone ;)
Winners and HM's
-Narphi (10+7)
-Jordan (10+4)
-Lionesss (10+7)
-Everlasting(10)
-Monster (7)
-Melissa (7)
-Mohamed (4+4)
-Maple Tree (4 pts)
Meet me when the sun is dark
by Narphangu (10+7)=17
I don't know where to start,this writer starts off setting
an already loving atmosphere:
"Meet me in the cornfields,
when the sun is sitting pretty
just above the pines"
^
the Image is just so stunning.
and then,it gets personal. this write pulls you in such way I almost felt as if it was directed towards me, her words are so deliciously chosen,
and although usually one whole piece without stanza's looks a little eye tiring on a page, not all poems are meant to be divided into stanzas...
she places her comma's on all the right places and the poem flows smoothly,this writer has an insanely creative mind,and always impresses.
this write was so heartfelt,that longing as if someone was really going to meet her..,
and some of the metaphores you come across are simply a treat ; "Meet me when I'm new in bed",
"my bones dancing to your name" how does someone even come up with things like that.
this write held me interested from the start,and the vulnerability here is obvious,because everyone knows that the sun will never be dark,
and all the love in the poem will never happen.. dazzling write. (10)
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Such an interesting poem, it sort of takes grip of you the more you get into it,
and by get into it I mean, it sort of winds up pushing you along faster and faster
as you wonder where the hell its taking you, a bit like those squished spiders on the rocks
There are some delightful lines in here, and by the time i got to the end the whole
thing had been pulled together wonderfully. Most enjoyable (7)
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Shape-shifter of Emotions (7+10)= 17
by Lioness
A very sad poem that bares open unvarnished emotions out in the open.
Using the symbolism of various fruits to metaphorically project a fast bruising
relationship. Lemons, to depict bitterness and sourness; and fallen apple to denote the break up in love, which was once held in high esteem....lips that tasted like strawberries, was unique. The intensity of hurt in this souring relationship is
projected using "a thousand knives piercing through an open wound.
" The picture of how easily love can be metamorphosed or destroyed when
not nurtured tenderly by the gardener, who tends to his garden, is very
well painted here. So in my opinion this is a deserving winner, as it so well
projects the anguish and despair, in a woman hurt from the callousness of her lover. The ending is the most heartfelt of all:
I challenge -
your scrutiny to see beyond the possibility that I may in fact be more than just a fallen apple from a tree
but...
for now I will take off my mask -
though your distorted view will still leave me
where I've always been -
Beneath you
Superb job, Lioness, in penning darkness from the heart, so well. (7)
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This writter not only has the power to catch ones attention, but also has the ability to leave a great impact with her fantastic ideas, unique creativity! With her ability to actually be a real part of her poems, in this one you definitely showed great passion, and there was this connection between your concept
and word choice, that left me speechless. A front page! (10)
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Kween of my heart
by Monster (4+10)=14
although,I must say I'm a little confused and I'm not really sure of what the exact meaning of this write is, I can't help but be enchanted by the Images this writer created in my mind,
"with a quick breath
that she killed all of
the candle light"
^
I thought of so many things,first I thought of lust..because you know, those romantic nights when lovers light candles so,It had me thinking that the writer is trying to say that the she killed the passion ..as this write goes on,the more I think of it as it being about a woman who is dissapointed in a man but won't say a thing about it..
"yet not a word stretched
across the dense air"
..and she grows to be Ferocious,and thinks of all sorts of things.. in all,I loved the wording of this piece..its very original,dark,eerie,twisted...
"kindness inspires suicide." ...now that I think about it,It may just happen to be the truth..
and then it heads to the ending..where the woman will never be a queen.. I tried to dig deeper and find the why,and what I concluded was just that,
she won't be a queen because she can't find the king..
"they are all ,players and pawns"
complex,but most certainly intruiging write.. it had me pondering.. (4)
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Of all the poems this week this was my top pick, yet it took a number of reads to come to that conclusion. It was the first two stanza's that got me,
well the second in particular, them it grew from there. I like the depth of this poem, it is cleverly written and well constructed, with an almost whimsical ending finishing it off. I'm not going to decipher it though, I'll leave that up to you!(10)
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Colors of an uncut diamond
by Everlasting
This one again struck me as the outstanding poem of the week, very uniquely crafted, in the way the poetess used the symbolism of "colors" to metaphorically depict the changing moods of a girl recovering from heartbreak. The blues (depression)
are gone, "the pink abounds" (feelings of love are back), though there is still a "tiny bit of black" that remains (some doubts/suspicion remain) presumably
from a prior relationship gone sour. Then she goes on to project caution (the color green)
when entering a new relationship with a desire to retain self-control (a whole lot of grey)
rather than plunge headlong again in a relationship, which may or may not work out. It is really a well thought of poem, presented as a riddle, to project those delicate emotions in a way that only a girl can imagine, with a finesse that a good writer needs to have.
The concluding stanza is again a brilliant piece of art, the way she etches the lines
"a raw diamond without shape" (i.e. uncut diamond) waiting for that diamond
cutter (right lover), who can give her the "shape" (love again). This poem, by combining the color symbolism to reflect the changing moods of a girl who has just recovered from a bruising loss, and ready to love again,
truly won my heart. (10)
----------------------Honorable Mentions :
Terror
by Monster
Terror, what a master piece Jordan, this is one of the most creative poems I have read in my life, without exaggerating. Not only do I understand the concept, but I can also get blow away over and over again whenever I read this little rich piece. Having it on the front page,is such a great reputation for the quality of poets we have.
Well done. (7 )
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Of All The Things You Could Be
by Melissa
this writer has poured so much emotion into 3 tiny stanza's..I am speechless really.
this write speaks volumes, "It's no mystery loving a man who behaves like the moon"..how often don't woman do that.. enslave themselves to man who won't stand by them,
won't commit and love them for all they are..a man who always disappears by the morning.
I love how the writers acknowledge this at the end of the piece that although she is enchanted,she can't pretend its not wrong..wise,creative and Charm all rolled into one,
this little poem has it all, I'm inlove. (7)
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The Color Iv
by Mohamed
This poem echoes a revolutionary's voice (Egyptian) seeking true liberation (democracy),
from suppression, first by a dictator and now his henchmen (military). The 2-line stanza's
carry the hidden sentiments very well. The poem seethes through your mind, and stands
out because of the strength in the desire to breakthrough oppression.
Oh don't you color my voice with colors of ivy
imprisoning me in my own room
I interpret it as ...don't you suppress my voice ...colors of ivy could be interpreted 2 ways:
as a poison, or as the bright red colors of the Boston ivy (fall color Ivy), with red depicting
blood as in more bloodshed. Imprisoning me in my own room.....depicts stifling in some
form, in one's own home=country.The ensuing stanzas depict the intense anguish that
builds within, with the desire to be free ...to be liberated from tyranny spanning decades.
Very well portrayed throughout.
The ending stanzas powerfully portray a revolutionary's thoughts and strengthening voice:
Stones can't kill
Words can't kill
Bullets can't kill
Bombs can't kill
Lies can't kill
You can't kill an Idea, sir!
You can only torment an Idea, sir!
To grow fiercer and stronger, sir
And a superb ending rhetoric to the military rulers:
You can only color my voice with colors of ivy
Dashing to ravish yours in my own room (4)
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Not only the title was unique, but also the word choice was super different, however in a good way
and I so hope to see this on the front page cause
it aught to be noticed. Well done (4)
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Hibernation for Death. By Maple Tree
A touching poem on a topic that afflicts many, leaving loved ones to deal with an insidious disease.
Very descriptive and wonderfully portrayed.
(4 points )
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