Poetic Bloggers contest, part 1
April 30th, 2007
3 weeks ago I started a meme to see how poetic bloggers really are. Once tagged, a blogger needed to write a poem in his/her blog, linking it to the original post of the meme, so I could gather the names and poems and list them here on the site. As you can see, a number of bloggers dared to be the first to jump in, to them, unexplored territory. And I think it’s good to give them an extra reward.
The contest
I’ve copied all the poems here on this post. You, the visitor, can vote for your favorite poem in the poll in this post. This poll will last for exactly 1 week. the winner will be announced.
The price
The winner will get a Kingston Data Traveler 2 GB USB Drive. Features: Data transfer rates of up 6MB/sec. read and up to 3MB/sec write, designed to Hi-Speed USB 2.0 specifications, pocket-size drive is easy to transport, Plug and play operation and a 5 year manufacturer warranty.
Note
This is part 1 of this contest. I’ll have a couple more parts, then the winners of each part will again compete for a greater price. So for those who have not entered their poem yet, check out the rules and start writing poetry.
Vote for your favorite poem
- Nan: Unnamed Poem (38%)
- Kelly Cho: The Blue Beyond (17%)
- Belinda: Unnamed Poem (11%)
- Jingwen: Vogon poetry (8%)
- Julie: Roses are red, the Geek version (7%)
- Infektia: Antidepressants (4%)
- RJ “Bobs” Matthis, ZCE: The PHP Tree (4%)
- Mr. Gary Lee: Roses are red (3%)
- Danielle: I am no Sarah Jones (3%)
- Melissa: Sinking (1%)
- Rehuel: My second wife (1%)
- Chien Yee: Unnamed poem (1%)
- Dee: Renaissance girl (0%)
- Jesse Powell: Unnamed Poem (0%)
- Ms. Q: Some people you just love (0%)
- Ms. Q: Intoxicating (0%)
- Marisa: Roses are red (0%)
Total Votes: 71
Loading …Here are the participating poems:
My Second Wife by Rehuel
When I get up out of bed
Where I was sleeping next to my wife
I walk straight to the other room
where I spend most of my life.
There she is, always ready for me
My computer, my second wife
The one I can’t be separated from
with gun or with knife
Call me a geek or whatever
but when I reboot her
I can feel the rush of energy
from my second wife, my computer
Antidepressants by Infektia
The curtain rolls down before my eyes
I’m not dizzy
I feel just fine
Welcoming the foggy feeling
It makes me feel fine
I’m no longer bleeding
Just one white a day
will make my life easy as a play
Intoxicating by Ms. Q
I am intoxicating.
Intoxicating, eroticating,
Distilled.
I pour myself into you
Essence into sensualence
I am liquid
pure
one hundred proof
I burn.
I burn.
I burn into you.
Some People You Just Love by MsQ
Love ain’t always easy.
If loving were easy, we’d all be doing it.
It’s not an equitable relationship but you love them anyway.
You love them because they are so difficult to love.
You love them because you know they love you but aren’t so great with the whole loving business.
You love them because they teach you that love isn’t always easy.
You love them because no one else does.
You love them and sometimes you want to just walk away because life would be so much easier.
You love them because they force you to grow and change and accept.
If loving were easy, we’d all be doing it.
Vogon Poetry by Jingwen
It beckons
Crimson calls
Four letters strike me
Heart flutters
Circle Slash Circle
Rummaging, searching, Eureka!
My wallet is now empty
Unnamed Poem by Chien Yee
My mother is so loving, so gentle and kind,
Whenever I’m in trouble she’d say all will be fine,
Whenever I’m sick she’ll be by my bedside,
And kiss me gently before saying good-night.
Roses are red by Mr. Gary Lee
Roses are Red
Violets are Blue
The Queen come a calling
And Said “What about you?”
So, I think and I Ponder
My Mind starts to Wander
Will My Lakers beat the Suns?
Jessica Alba has Nice Buns
How Easy it is in Virginia to Buy Guns
Then it comes to me
Some would say it’s an epiphany
As the Dark becomes Light
And I begin to write . . . . .
Roses are red, the Geek version by Julie
Roses are #FF0000.
Violets are #0000FF.
You’re a geek girl.
And I love you.
Roses are red by Marissa
Roses are red
The saying goes
But they also
Tickle my nose.
Unnamed Poem by Belinda
I had a dream a few days ago,
I was partying with peeps I don’t know,
I eventually discerned,
Into zombies they’d turned,
Not the fast type but more so the slow.
Renaissance girl by Dee
She’s a writer, a gamer
and an artist in one.
A jack of all trades
and a master of none.
There are few talents left
she hasn’t given a whirl.
A true 21st century
Renaissance girl
Unnamed Haiku by Jesse Powell
A big bear in look
And something of a shut-in
He likes to write fluff.
I am no Sarah Jones by Danielle
I saw a vision of pure beauty and strength
And her name was Sarah Jones
Assured, confident, and eloquent
She was a true woman’s woman
Now I am no Sarah Jones
Not by any means even close
No Tony to tout, or New York Times acclaim
But I’m a woman just the same
Your revolution will not happen between these thighs
Is what I heard her proclaim
She didn’t have to repeat it but she did
And we all stood
And we applauded
And no, we’re not her, but she is us
Unnamed Poem by Nan
The rats live in the sewers -
along with dirt, rotten corpses, corpse eaters and moths -
Here they have their malls and growths -
and weaklings dangling from the slimy ceiling -
This place smells like violets and dried out snail
and the little fat man’s shop on wheels -
When it’s night here is a party -
and long tables with gross snacks here and there -
There is talking and gossiping -
and the naked tails entwine -
while the rat children play -
Rat daddy drinks beer -
with his friends from the ghetto on the local bar -
and beats up Rat mum -
And it is late night -
and they love eachother -
and the children sleep peacefully -
while their little livers starts to rot -
and everything is wonderful.
The blue beyond by Kelly Cho
When gazing up into the stars
I’m awed at what is out so far
Just a tiny speck of nothing
There I wander, dare I wonder
In the blue beyond
With worry, time just slips away
The problems are but of this day
But callously we’re led astray
To think truly we are bigger
Than the blue beyond
Let glittering stardust fall below
And guide these poor relentless souls
Ever thinking of them solely
Fighting, crying, shouting, dying
To the blue beyond
Sinking by Melissa
As the rain pours from the sky,
I feel my heart begin to sink.
The same way it does
When you begin to speak.
You dwell upon the past,
No desire to let it go.
You have scars deep within,
As deep as blizzard snow.
Your heart has hardened.
Your trust, you’ve lost.
You hide your love,
You trust no one.
How can you live in the cage of your mind
With no one to love?
How can you walk through life
Blind to your own emotions?
I don’t understand you.
You don’t understand me.
And yet somehow, someway,
We get along so perfectly.
The PHP tree by RJ “Bobs” Matthis
From your roots that were planted by Rasmus Lerdorf
To your expanding branches fed by Coder’s hard work
Oh why do people refuse to use strtotime()?
The correct function for the job makes your app sublime
Using substr() I can return chosen partial strings
Or I will start a while() loop that returns many things
Always use a switch() statement if options are many
Too many elseif() statements will drag you down plenty
Filter the input and always escape output if User Entry
Security is most important, not just complementary
Preventing MySQL injections is a very important thing!
So always be sure to use mysql_real_escape_string()
My PHP Tree, how beautiful are your functions
Since finding you I have never felt any compunction
Using your objects & functions makes me a happy fellow
Oh PHP, you have had me ever since typing echo()
