On this moonlit night, we feel the change as it strikes.
Fur sprouting thick, we get ready for flight
Afraid, unsure, are you ready for it
Follow me now on the path moonlit
Run with me now and I'll show you how the wolf claimed it
The night moonlit

I oh my, a secret lies here, a birth I say, a birth is near!

Seedlings in me, seedlings in you, dying in many rising in few.
Each was called,
Each came due,

You gave me the inkling
Otrageo, a prophet, a clue?
Under a fog comes a solid-gold liberty ship, I breathe a new!

A feisty young woman named Flo
was snatched up by a big UFO.
Though they took her away,
she came back the next day,
And she wasn't a skeptic no mo'

Thank you very much. It's my first attempt, EVER.

I've come to the conclusion
life is just an illusion

Why you ask do I feel this way
I don't know is all I can say

Is life really what we think it to be
I wish I had visions so I could see

Maybe I'm right or maybe I'm wrong
Until I know I'll keep myself strong

edit to add: Wigit I just read your poem and I'm giving you my star, you made me chuckle you did



[edit on 16-9-2007 by observe50]

Me thinks
Conspiracy stinks

Just a reminder:

This thread will be closed at 12pm (midnight) eastern time TONIGHT. It will re-open sometime before 8pm eastern time tomorrow (Monday) with the announcement of the winners.
Voting for popular winner will be allowed up to the time of the announcement, at the time the announcement is made, the post with the highest number of stars will win the popular vote prize.

So get your entries in and don't forget to star your favorite poem!

[edit on 9-16-2007 by worldwatcher]

There’s too much to do
just to barely scrape by,
I sometimes wonder
what the use is in trying…
time and time again I conclude,
well, it’s better than dying.

I chose to be safe, while those around me fell.

I chose to ignore, when they went off to hell.

I did not fight, the war that came,

It was not war, if it had no name.

Then they came for me,

THE BRIDGE

Flowing under are torrents of wonder
your strength carries me, your sway
worries me. Your arms are like towers
and your feet like flowers. Planted
you stay not to far away.



[edit on 16-9-2007 by cloakndagger]

Originally posted by wigit
A feisty young woman named Flo
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One day a fine soul, name of Wigit
Wrote a limerick that made us all fidget.
So we moaned and we groaned
At the word's he intoned.
Slapped his cheeks with a moldy old fish stick.











[edit on 16-9-2007 by jimjamjerry]

[edit on 16-9-2007 by jimjamjerry]

[edit on 16-9-2007 by jimjamjerry]

Thank You all for your entries, this thread is now closed.
However you may continue to vote for you favorite poem by giving the post a star.

The thread will reopen tomorrow with the results. Good luck to all the participants.

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Winners announcement is yet to come, however your votes are still needed to choose a popular winner, don't forget to give your favorite poems a star.

[edit on 9-17-2007 by worldwatcher]

and the Popular Vote Winner is scientist with 19 stars at the time of this posting. An additional 3000 points will be awarded for this fellow member recognition prize.

I thought this contest was a blast. Major kudos to worldwatcher for presenting it and the difficult chore of picking the winners from such a fertile group of minds.

I read every one of these poems with pleasure.

Congratulations to all the winners and a heartfelt thank you to all those that took part.

Worldwatcher...a great idea .Thank you for inspiring the writer in me again.I will proudly keep that writers status on my avatar. I also read many great poems.Stiff competition....and I would not have wanted to be a judge.Kudo's to all.See you next time.

aww its over, oh well im gonna add my rambling poem anyway (P.S dont judge me by it in a personal sense i was extremely inebriated)


Potato hamster vegetable food pizza neoconservative, facts of life, inevitable quandary of man, when did thou stray from the path of light. Is it wrong or is it right, to feel so good when world is death. To live a lie or die with dignity intact. When will man come back to truth, pursuit of money kills the soul, but the soul is already dead, then what does money do to us instead? If candy weren’t real then sugar would be a lie and if sugar is a lie then who are you and I? What of mammon and beezlebub, what of set and Osiris and the gods long dead, did they die and fade away, or will they return again some day? What if Yahweh, Allah, and God are one and the same but not at all? When will man learn the truth? Is it that he seeks or the search fro proof. What eludes man to this day? Is it hell or is it more, is it less or is it fore, when will we know these things? Time will tell, it reveals all things.

Well done everyone, and well done to me too. Thanks for for picking my poem to win the humour prize. I'm so chuffed I've decided try more comps from now on.

Can I just say, I've never been much into poetry but I enjoyed reading through them all and thought jimjamjerry's one about the jabberwock, pan etc was fabulous and the one about the moon having no atmosphere was hilarious and the overall public vote winner, Scientist, was definitely deserved, (& his avatar is cool too). That one should be published IMO.

They were ALL great.

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[edit on 17-9-2007 by wigit]

I just wanted to stop in and give my grats to the winners!! And everyone who played a part in this contest!!!
We are all winners in the end! And many great poems guys & gals!!!

Keep up the writing! As its the writing on the wall in which we seek answers to this thing we call life!!!