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Neogaf Poetry Corner #56: Take a Stand

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NeoGAF's Poetry Corner #56: "Take a Stand"



Theme: "Take a Stand"

What will you never give up? What do you seek to change? Use this as an opportunity to speak your mind. Rally against the status quo, or proclaim your undying commitment to an act or person. Let us know what you believe in!

Optional Secondary Objective: "Acrostic"

acrostic - a series of lines or verses in which the first, last, or other particular letters when taken in order spell out a word, phrase, etc.

Examples:

Elizabeth it is in vain you say
"Love not" — thou sayest it in so sweet a way:
In vain those words from thee or L.E.L.
Zantippe's talents had enforced so well:
Ah! if that language from thy heart arise,
Breath it less gently forth — and veil thine eyes.
Endymion, recollect, when Luna tried
To cure his love — was cured of all beside —
His follie — pride — and passion — for he died.

-- Edgar Allan Poe

You can also write a double acrostic, as in the following:

Set among hills in the midst of five valleyS,
This peaceful little market town we inhabiT
Refuses (vociferously!) to be a conformeR.
Once home of the cloth it gave its name tO,
Uphill and down again its streets lead yoU.
Despite its faults it leaves us all charmeD.

-- Paul Hansford

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Not really, we just updated the previous threads and archive in each new challenge, but that causes the opening posts to look rather cluttered so we switched to doing it in one post updated every so often with links to it in the new thread, like Cyan does with the creative writing challenges.
 
The Green Mohawk

It reaches up and divides the air
like a misplaced redwood in the
Illinois prairie.
It screams that its owner is a rebel
with many causes.

But it's not able to find
solace in the shadows.
The scars it once hid will
be on display.
Hard rain will wither it away.
Someday it will be chopped down.

However, it will fight to stand tall
as long as it can.
 
Haven't done something like this since college. If it's crap; Mock-Gaf may burn me with the flames of a thousand suns.

I call this - Paul Ryan
Shrouded in mystery. Under hatred and disdain. Restless.
Harken to the words of the wise than none leave without reproach.
Intensified by sheer number, to form harmony not unlike a Libretti.
Totally manifested in the physical and spiritual wasteless, abject.
 

FelixOrion

Poet Centuriate
Return

I try every day
Always trying to better my world and
My condition
Almost always standing against my old self
Like all I have my flaws
Imagine if none of us did
Amazingly I think I get better in some parts
Return, again and again. Return, my flaws do.
 

FelixOrion

Poet Centuriate
Not really, we just updated the previous threads and archive in each new challenge, but that causes the opening posts to look rather cluttered so we switched to doing it in one post updated every so often with links to it in the new thread, like Cyan does with the creative writing challenges.

Would it help if the archives/links were hosted off-site? Not sure the best way that could work, but we could get around the post length issues and stuff like that.
 
You had let the moment pass,
but the memory bitterly lingers
clawing forth with rotten fingers,
drawing you back in to the past,
thoughts buried in a cold grave
deeply dug by your own inaction,
your refusal to pick a faction,
with mistakes the road is paved
as you stumble on without a plan,
running from shame and regret,
wishing you could just forget
all for want of taking a stand.
 
So I had a buddy register an account to post but he hasn't been activated yet.
So here is Proverbs by Mikeroth:


It was a nice walk in the rain
She said
We have our differences
And a body of water
But as the two halves of my brain are connected
I will cross this bridge
To the barber who gave me my sight
"I'll tell you how to see."
The various forms of pain
The common misconception that perfection
Is what to strive for
That a lack of wrong
Is right
That all that is flawed
Must be fixed
And that the aging process must be stopped
All words are man-made
All ideas and theories on what is
Have been created by the test subject
For he was given freedom
To create his own world
That would one day collapse
Because its maker could not be content
And needed to search for meaning
"Sometimes I think we should end our knowledge."
But the rusty gears keep turning
Until the storm comes
And washes away every colour imaginable
Until they are in their dullest form
And are as close to white they can possibly get

I stood in the hallway of mirrors
And watched my body shed layers of skin

The void is behind you
Grab hold of the edge of vision
And turn on an axis
And fall in to the infinite
Sleep on a bed of low frequencies
As your hair stands on end
My soul is your blanket
And my mind is your pillow
And our dreams coincide and overlap
Creating our own world
Where the search for meaning is absurd
The symbol for addition
Dark black and bold on my palms
Unfading and permanent
I am a box of donations
And soon I will be hollow
But I will never let you go
Even as the stormy wind carries me away
And then lays me down to bathe
In cement and cellophane
 

Red

Member
We have a three way tie.

Since Milkeroth is not approved yet I'm going to rule him out.

Giving this one to Tragicomedy. Let him have a taste of victory.

All solid entries. Wish there was a bigger turnout.
 
A win by default is still a win! Hanging this one up on the refrigerator to show my wife. :p

Thanks guys...hopefully we have more action next round.
 
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