Welcome to the Voting for Poetry Contest #19!
The theme was "Choices".
The poll should be self-explanatory. Please vote objectively, and fair.
You are not allowed to vote for yourself.
Please also post your opinions/criticism in the thread.
Here are the entries for this round:
How do I make my choices?
With Strength on my right
Justice on my left
Wisdom on brow
Kindness in my heart
A Fire in my soul
And on my back driving me on, Courage
Spoiler The WaterfallStaring from the precipice at the vale below,
Red sand soldiers standing vigilant, diligent,
A single stream cuts a path through their guard,
Winding through like a jagged scar.
Behind me a valley, forgotten and old,
Memories of times painful and baneful,
Barren wastes offer no resistance,
To the past’s reminiscence.
A humble waterfall birth’s the waters flow,
But from where I do not know.
My secure ledge crumbles, a choice to make,
Fall into the past, or the future embrace.
The sound of the rapids reach my ears,
Releasing my hopes, drowning my fears.
From deep in my gullet, the waters spring forth,
Busting the weir, proving their worth.
I realize then the cataract’s source,
I am the only who control’s its course.
The stream becomes river, the river becomes trees,
The trees become animals, birds and the bees.
Life once again blooms in the vale below,
For toward the future is where I will go.
The choices we make, the people we are,
Falling into the future, falling quite far,
But go without fear, without pain, without regret.
For the choices not yet made may be the best choices yet.
SpoilerAm i to take the first step once again ?
Am i to reach towards your hand,
Swift as a hawk dives for it's prey,
And hope you will not run away ?
Am i to whisper in your ear ?
All words that lovers love to hear,
That stole your smile so many times before,
Yet now collide with cold,
White marble statue that you have become ?
Am i to stand as one as well ?
And wait for winds of time to blow,
And howl, and weep,
Upon the empty shells our bodies have become ?
Am i to forget all our vows ?
To fake my smile, and walk the crowds,
And search for one to bandage my still bleeding heart ?
Would that be fair ?
To you, to me, to us,
To all i thought was there and now i doubt ?
For time changed all but me, and i despair,
For i am here, but i am also there,
I see our light, yet i can't feel it's warmth,
I see your colors, yet i can't taste your mouth.
You made your choice, and i am left with none,
My body moves, yet my heart won't move on,
I feel betrayed, i feel that i'd betray,
The you, the me, the us that now decay
A hypocrite ?
A coward ?
Just a fraud ?
Perfect example of an imperfect world,
Lamenting of the fragment that we are,
Making a choice, while saying i have none,
Forgetting myself only to hang on
To the old us that is already gone.
Spoiler Crimson KingHubris before fall
Wildfire over dark woods
Burn or fade away
Spoiler A G A POn-line was when I saw you first:
Thin, slim, distinguished, attractive.
Despite others' warnings, I wished
To see you, smell you, caress you.
Your body was soft pima cotton,
Warm enough to melt my heart.
From the very start, you and I
Were always, always together.
Yet the daily grind wore you down
To a thread of what you used to be,
Beyond repair. Farewell, my beloved:
You have left me. The world
Will never feel right again.
Though others may come and go
Throughout my now empty life,
Forever you will be my favorite sweater.
Spoiler Causal DeterminismIf every event of past determines
the many events ever to be, then,
the choice has already been made for me.
"Sir?" repeated the waitress, "Skim or soy?"
Spoiler The BillI can just barely see the road
For I have wandered long,
I carry much a heavy load,
A storm approaching strong.
The winds are gnawing on my bones,
My trenchcoat drenched in rain,
As I fall on crumbled stones
Crossroads will appear all time again.
They do because they are my curse,
For I once bet my soul,
For women, might and a fat purse,
To the devil, bland and foul.
Hell, I thought, would have been fine,
As long as Earth was nice,
But Alas!, luck could not be mine
And devil gave me quite a price.
Endless is my lonely way,
I hear the devil's cackling voice -
I cannot reach hell but still decay:
This is how I pay my choice.
Voting closes one week from now, on the 2nd of November
Edited by Oben, 26 October 2014 - 06:02 PM.