Any more entries before tomorrow's deadline ? See the rules on page 1.
Come on folks , I'm sure there are plenty who could join in the fun.
How about a Halloween poem ? Witches hats, brooms and bats !
What happened to Edna ?
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Humankind has not woven the web of life. We are but one thread within it. Whatever we do to the web, we do to ourselves. All things are bound together. All things connect. ~Chief Seattle
Such is life and woe is me, Iam a lovesick fool can't you see. I wear my heart upon my sleeve for all of wiki to laugh at me.
But no more loving you will endure, For I have slammed that bloody door. Iam off to fly my kite once more, Be careful as I may come knocking at your door.
Humankind has not woven the web of life. We are but one thread within it. Whatever we do to the web, we do to ourselves. All things are bound together. All things connect. ~Chief Seattle
Daylight dawns on this cold day A special day with much to say We gather round, our coats adorned With red, red poppies that must be worn.
To honour our dead, to remember them all In many lands they did fall The bombs and guns we hear their roars We feel their pain and hear their cries Then silence as yet another man dies.
Those strong young men who joined with hope Whatever they faced , they knew they'd cope They would not know, they could not know Until they faced the evil foe.
The suffering, the grief, the injuries The man who remember all he sees But, proudly they did give their lives And left their mothers, their lovers and their wives To mourn their loss, and grieve for all When death did all these brave men call.
And so we stand so silently Their blood we see so vividly And yet all this was not enough More blood was spilt to fill the trough.
Our poppies bow their heads in pain To take these lives what did they gain I hope their heads they too do bow, in shame!
Humankind has not woven the web of life. We are but one thread within it. Whatever we do to the web, we do to ourselves. All things are bound together. All things connect. ~Chief Seattle
Lenny was 17 when he died,He was buried at sea just outside Aden.
Lenny
The call of the sea means nothing to me and will never be the same The shout to let go and friendly cheerio from those who choose to remain A five month trip on the same ship to places I,ve forgotten their name When disaster struck and took young Buck I cried without any shame He's still at sea not like me who came back to my home domain Live life to the full with no time to mull over whether to go or remain He stayed at sea not like me who came home to my own domain.
Humankind has not woven the web of life. We are but one thread within it. Whatever we do to the web, we do to ourselves. All things are bound together. All things connect. ~Chief Seattle
Ghosts of mist compliment the dew As dawn breaks and birds chorus the day a new And anglers number the early few
Beside waters flowing or placid still He waits, he breathes the morning chill And the world seems free of any ill
What lies beneath? wonders and dreams Past glories of fish from rippling streams And those from lakes complete the scenes.
A tench, a bream, a carp, a roach May fall to his silent approach And to our world with grace encroach
Watching float with eyes a fixed Reflections play their little tricks And make it look as if it dips
But finally excitement rising As orange dot beneath goes sliding And monofilament starts tightening
Into the net with heart a pounding Roger the tench its gold astounding And with happiness abounding.
And to the close of play we come Tired and happy the fishing done And home to tales of fish hard won.
Humankind has not woven the web of life. We are but one thread within it. Whatever we do to the web, we do to ourselves. All things are bound together. All things connect. ~Chief Seattle
Voting First Session of the Poetry Competition is now closed.
Unfortunately one poem had to be disqualified, as Sunnyside made a mistake, due to not fully understanding at the time. Sorry Sunnyside.
Well done everyone and good luck.
Voting will be for the next 5 days and close on Friday, November 6th. at 11.59pm.
The results will automatically be shown and the winning contender will be revealed.
In the meantime, If you wish to send more poems to me for session 2, please do and I will post them after the first results.
Session 2 will begin Monday 2nd November and finish Sunday 15th November at 2pm.
All rules and guidelines on page 1
Thank you for joining in.
Poetry Competition 1 single choice
Balls of a Ghost (7%, 1 Votes)
The Old witch from Mold (0%, 0 Votes)
CHEAT (0%, 0 Votes)
Long Live Wiki ! (27%, 4 Votes)
My 4 Legged Friend (20%, 3 Votes)
lovesick fool no more!!! (13%, 2 Votes)
Poppy Day Lament (13%, 2 Votes)
Lenny (20%, 3 Votes)
Dawn to Dusk (0%, 0 Votes)
Total Votes: 15 Voting on this poll ends: 0 seconds ago
Humankind has not woven the web of life. We are but one thread within it. Whatever we do to the web, we do to ourselves. All things are bound together. All things connect. ~Chief Seattle
Humankind has not woven the web of life. We are but one thread within it. Whatever we do to the web, we do to ourselves. All things are bound together. All things connect. ~Chief Seattle
Well Done to the winning entry Long Live Wiki! and well done to everyone for joining in.
Poems entered were as follows.
Entries Session 1
1) Balls of a Ghost by Ludwigvan 2) The Old witch from Mold ......Anonymous 3) CHEAT by Diggingdeeper 4) Long Live Wiki ! ..........Anonymous 5) My 4 Legged Friend by Snowhite 6) lovesick fool no more!!! by Lollipop 7 Poppy Day Lament by Cools 8) Lenny ......Anonymous 9) Dawn to Dusk by Fish5133
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Humankind has not woven the web of life. We are but one thread within it. Whatever we do to the web, we do to ourselves. All things are bound together. All things connect. ~Chief Seattle
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