Simon Says!

[RhymeFairy]

The very thought of you entering a poetry contest sounds interesting to me.
But are you prepared for comments like "dreadful"? Be prepared, darling, or prove me wrong!

Simon

Startin to think you don't like me Simon. ( Say it aint so ... )
Dreadful, yes that is a part of my vast vocabulary ~

 

[JudgeSimon]

Startin to think you don't like me Simon. ( Say it aint so ... )
Dreadful, yes that is a part of my vast vocabulary ~

I like few people. I like those who prove themselves to me. Think twice before you or anyone enters this competition.

There can be only one Poetic Idol!

 

[WickedEve]

I like few people. I like those who prove themselves to me. Think twice before you or anyone enters this competition.

There can be only one Poetic Idol!

Hey, fella! I'm Simon. Who are you?

 

[JudgeSimon]

Hey, fella! I'm Simon. Who are you?

You are a cheap imitation, my dear.

 

[WickedEve]

You are a cheap imitation, my dear.

and you're not?

 

[JudgeSimon]

and you're not?

Inspire us, Ms. Virginia, with Ode To A Tabacco Leaf.

 

[JudgeSimon]

will they be put here on a rolling basis or all at once on Easter? it might be fun to have them coming out one at a time shot like clay pigeons

is it one poem per person, or if you get shot down once, can you try again?
I've never seen the show, so I am not sure how it works. I am culturally illiterate sometimes because I do not watch enough tv! But if we ever play poetic 24 I wanna be Jack.

You won't be joining us? Isn't there a clogged pipe or dying fern in your home? I'm sure some tragedy will inspire a poem.

 

[JudgeSimon]

can neophytes play <grin

Well, shoot a grinnin' possum. Is Deputy Trail gonna be the next Poetic Idol?

 

[JudgeSimon]

*loud sniff*

What am I? Chopped Salami?

Chopped salami is Welcome in this competition. But do strive to write better than chopped salami.

 

[bluerains]

Mornin..All~

Lets get this poetry rolling with the first poet and pen..must be a brave one...
The Four Seasons, A Haiku Series

Spring

Brilliant lightning strikes
exhale sweet and pungent air
through thick percussion.

Summer

Pavement undulates
underneath wanton sunlight;
vacationers smile.

Fall

Orange, red, yellow,
framed by deepest blue and green
trembles in cool breeze.

Winter

Monochromatic,
stark contrasts fill the landscape;
God rests his palette.

 

[JudgeSimon]

On some very fine buns, I might add!

Why not flex your poetic muscles and show us that you're more than a boy toy pinup.

 

[bluerains]

poem #2

another brave heart brings us some

inspiration

where are thou soul
that feels my needs
I hunger for knowledge more
and thus I hear you snore

where are thou wind
that blow a bladed windmill
with bearings that squeek
like whimpers of the meek
I thirst for an encore

where are thou passion
to ignite my desires
thus burns a kindled glow
an enlightened path
lightening fingers wrath
into darkness I bore

 

[JudgeSimon]

Lets get this poetry rolling with the first poet and pen..must be a brave one...
The Four Seasons, A Haiku Series

Spring

Brilliant lightning strikes
exhale sweet and pungent air
through thick percussion.

Summer

Pavement undulates
underneath wanton sunlight;
vacationers smile.

Fall

Orange, red, yellow,
framed by deepest blue and green
trembles in cool breeze.

Winter

Monochromatic,
stark contrasts fill the landscape;
God rests his palette.

Now we have a competition!
Ah, the seasons. Mother Nature does them so well. But does this poet have any hope of being the Mother Nature of poetry?
Blue, I like you. I even have a soft place in me somewhere for nature. It can be difficult to write a successful poem about the seasons, because frankly, it's been done. It's out of the oven, and it's burnt. I think your poem is a fine effort, but is it poetic idol material? Good start, but you need to stretch your poetic toes and dig them deep into the, um, sands of competition.

 

[bluerains]

Now we have a competition!
Ah, the seasons. Mother Nature does them so well. But does this poet have any hope of being the Mother Nature of poetry?
Blue, I like you. I even have a soft place in me somewhere for nature. It can be difficult to write a successful poem about the seasons, because frankly, it's been done. It's out of the oven, and it's burnt. I think your poem is a fine effort, but is it poetic idol material? Good start, but you need to stretch your poetic toes and dig them deep into the, um, sands of competition.

ouch! glad this isn't one of mine....

 

[JudgeSimon]

another brave heart brings us some

inspiration

where are thou soul
that feels my needs
I hunger for knowledge more
and thus I hear you snore

where are thou wind
that blow a bladed windmill
with bearings that squeek
like whimpers of the meek
I thirst for an encore

where are thou passion
to ignite my desires
thus burns a kindled glow
an enlightened path
lightening fingers wrath
into darkness I bore

What? Is the poem over? I nearly nodded, and not that the poem was a snore or a bore. But rhyme tends to lull me.
Now Simon must take a break. I have perspired from all the passion, desire, and glow. I need to change into a fresh, sexy, black tee.

 

[JudgeSimon]

ouch! glad this isn't one of mine....

Not yours? Then Simon anxiously awaits your unofficial(?) entry.

 

[annaswirls]

bluerains, maybe you should get another name like, AnotherSucker or EmCee or something, so we can tell when it is an official entry? I think Simon might be confused.

Oh and give the people names, like - Contestent #1 or Suckah #13 or ee cumsalot

Not yours? Then Simon anxiously awaits your unofficial(?) entry.

 

[annaswirls]

ah not sure what gave you the impression that I won't be joining you, I just want to be Jack if we play 24. I am willing to play the sucker here, now that I think I have it figured out. And clogged drains and dead houseplants are my speciality. You have been doing your research!

You won't be joining us? Isn't there a clogged pipe or dying fern in your home? I'm sure some tragedy will inspire a poem.

 

[WickedEve]

ah not sure what gave you the impression that I won't be joining you, I just want to be Jack if we play 24. I am willing to play the sucker here, now that I think I have it figured out. And clogged drains and dead houseplants are my speciality. You have been doing your research!

I guess you really aren't into idol. Too bad. I think Simon likes you.

Hey, blue. Since this new simon is doing a better (or ruder) job than I could ever do, I'm going to bow out. Besides, I had some unaccepted stuff pop up!

 

[bluerains]

I guess you really aren't into idol. Too bad. I think Simon likes you.

Hey, blue. Since this new simon is doing a better (or ruder) job than I could ever do, I'm going to bow out. Besides, I had some unaccepted stuff pop up!

yes..judge simon has a keen tongue...lets hope the person can choose the best of the best..I shall get a new name for the task as anna says...and give numbers to the contestants...am working as we speak...ty eve..and anna...this is my first contest..so I am working out the bugs...

 

[bluerains]

Contestant #1

Spring

Brilliant lightning strikes
exhale sweet and pungent air
through thick percussion.

Summer

Pavement undulates
underneath wanton sunlight;
vacationers smile.

Fall

Orange, red, yellow,
framed by deepest blue and green
trembles in cool breeze.

Winter

Monochromatic,
stark contrasts fill the landscape;
God rests his palette.

 

[bluerains]

Contestant #2

inspiration

where are thou soul
that feels my needs
I hunger for knowledge more
and thus I hear you snore

where are thou wind
that blow a bladed windmill
with bearings that squeek
like whimpers of the meek
I thirst for an encore

where are thou passion
to ignite my desires
thus burns a kindled glow
an enlightened path
lightening fingers wrath
into darkness I bore
__________________

 

[bluerains]

Contestant #3

anime

there
there

on the manga coloured tablecloth
lilac, purple leaves
dishes like eyes
the size of plates

I read life back to front
come forward from beginning
my children strung
out on psp
I want

to sink into the carpet
of a valium dream

awaken with desire

one last time
one last man
one last page

at front
the end

 

[JudgeSimon]

anime

there
there

on the manga coloured tablecloth
lilac, purple leaves
dishes like eyes
the size of plates

I read life back to front
come forward from beginning
my children strung
out on psp
I want

to sink into the carpet
of a valium dream

awaken with desire

one last time
one last man
one last page

at front
the end

Possibly the best entry thus far.
Will it allow you to achieve the title of Poetic Idol?
We'll see.

 

[annaswirls]

I guess you really aren't into idol. Too bad. I think Simon likes you.

gosh you and Simon really do not want me to do this?! I AM into Idol. Worshipping Idols has gotten me a pre-paid ticket to hell. I have a golden calf in my backyard. sheesh. I am just obsessed with Jack Bauer is all.

Eve, are you not Simon? Maybe you can be like Janet Jackson, didn't she do the Idol thing? Or is it um, that other choreography chick? Damn, I am culturally illiterate. I did see an episode of Skating with the Stars.

Blue- I hope you did not take my suggestions as criticism, you are doing awesome, this is the most fun challenge we have had in a while! I just have a tendency to bud in It is easier than writing a poem. fuck.