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Talking to Yourself - Poetry Contest

Sponsorcraig cornish
Contest Name Talking to Yourself
Enter Poetry Contest
Deadline7/19/2013 12:00:00 AM
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Contest Description

What to Submit?

The example I am showing you here was written by a sixteen year old boy in 1939. This is just a snippet from his write. What I would like you to do is write a conversation with your self as young, elder and dead. You can go back to one or the other if you feel it will add effect, just label every change so we know what part of you is talking. Verses must be labeled Youth or Elder or Dead--Must be free verse--each stanza can be any length but control yourself with length because I tire easily unless of course you are just too awesome to tear away from. Here's the example.

Youth

It’s hard to believe, not knowing, day to day

The first day’s end, nor starting of the next,

Nor through dawn mist to catch a glimpse of evening…

The tawny sands we tread in this short life

Washed in the surgings of Eternity

Can never hope to rise above their state

Of calm submission to the seas of fate.

 

The Elder

The time of Youth is but as the sun that sails

Behind the clouds of time – or a flickering light

That leaves the earth as soon as it has shone

And memory dims with the coming of age and greyness –

Yes, and the time will come

When you will shuffle with laden feet

And you will sweat in an effort to recall as one

Who reads a book at night by candle-light

And stares at the black print until the page is blurred…

 

The Dead

We who are wise beyond your dreams of wisdom

Watched our “immortal” moments fade like grass,

Our visions deadened with the weight of years.

We have gone forth beyond your bounds and borders

Our dwelling is now in eternity.

We learned our lesson in the day we died –

Life’s not a game of money, banks and houses

No mere pretense that plays at love and mating

Of cheeks gone sunken and glad hair gone grey –

There is a subtler meaning in existence

Who can but look on the stars and not believe?



1 original, poem on the theme of .............
Free verse only

Prizes

Whatever is merited--glory

Preparing Your Entry

Submit one copy of your poem online. Format your poem. Please make your entry easy to read — no illustrations or fancy fonts. 

English Language

Poems should be in English. Poems translated from other languages are not eligible, unless you wrote both the original poem and the translation.

A Note to Poetry Contestants

You are welcome to enter this contest, whether or not you won a prize in one of my previous contests.