World Poetry Day – Winners!
Earlier this week we asked you to share an original poetry piece with us in honor of World Poetry Day and the first day of spring. Thanks to everyone who participated. Who knew we had several poets in our Answer community!
As promised, we wanted to award the author of the winning poem 100 points and the 3 runner-ups 50 points! See below the winners:
WINNER
By: ωåℓℓƒℓøωεя - 100 points!
The World I Created
The moon sits silent in the soft cotton sky
And it’s light swims through the air like a fog through the rye
And the trees breaths the wind with a long soft sigh
With new leaves, and new limbs
And new nests where old have been
And the sun tilts it’s face over the horizon
And melts in the snow to the ground old field had died in
And gray feathers flutter
And white rabbits stir
Rain drips through the gutters
Until winter were
RUNNER-UPS (no particular order)
By: SFECU12 - 50 points!
Summer’s heat is coming
Winter’s chilly blast gone
Fall is far distant
But Spring is here.
Rain may come
One day warm
The next chilly
But Spring is here.
Children get antsy in school
Gardeners bring out their tools
Animals shake off sleep
But Spring is here.
Birds sing merrily
Flowers bloom in beauty
New life emerges
Oh! Spring is here!
By: Skye (no day but today <3) - 50 points!
That first bird sings
Out to the sun
To welcome spring
For everyone
A snowdrift thaws
Into a stream
And should it pause
Is but a dream
My heart does follow
Broken free
From ice, now hollow
A churning sea
The rain cascades;
A drenching rain
On Winter’s parade
On the grassy plain
I run outside
And sparrows flee
Dance and glide
Like flowers, I am free
By: Hoots of Wisdom - 50 points!
I lay on the ground with a daisy in hand,
I hold it up high,
watch it’s petals sway in the wind.
It’s beauty lay in my palm
I whisper a wish
as i drift to sleep on my arm
and long for Springs kiss.
I wake upon the ground with no daisy in hand
What I once held high,
is gone in the wind.
With nothing left in my palm,
I whisper to the air.
I then drift into the calm
because the daisy will always be there
Forever in these hands.
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I really liked the poem by Hoots of Wisdom, very lifting.
not bad, expected better though.
Congrats all i am sure you al wished it was cash alternative;)
They’re all good. I like the poem by Skye.
I loved Hoots of Wisdom not really sure why the other one won it though : (
‘Hoots of Wisdom’ was the best of the four of them, by far. The winning poem, ‘The World I Created’ boggles the mind, it being so full of spelling and grammatical errors and a line that makes absolutely no sense except to create a rhyme…
“until winter were”? Were what?
I expected better, as well!
Still, congratulations to the winners.
@ Anqiua: Wyy thank you
It’s a poem I dedicated to my Grandmother who Passed away during Christmas. I actually read it at her funeral.
Honorable Mention
Ode au Printemps:
Roses aren’t always red
Violets are nearest to blue, in my opinion
Spring ain’t always here
But I sure appreciate it whilst it is
Don’t you?
~Anonymous
To Wallflowers: Careful of too many AND’s to start your lines, and “the trees breaths the wind” should be ‘breathe” and “it’s” should have no apostrophe both times. Otherwise, beautiful.
Runners Up: Don’t capitalize seasons… watch for unnecessary semicolons… don’t start 2 lines with the same word (“On”)… “its” – not contraction “it’s”… capitalize “i” and capitalize the start of each line… “Springs” should be “spring’s”
Hope you don’t mind my critique – I’m a writer, poet and proofreader! Congrats to the winners.
thanks for sharing the poetry and running the contest. my poem was entered. and i printed it off of the computer. so i had a publishrd poem. believe it or not, i think that is really, really exciting. i just love that. it doesn’t stop my thrilled feeling, just because everyone that entered, was published. what fun. i’ll read these poem later. thanks Yamster. truly.
whens the next one
@Hoots of Wisdom: I really like your poem. I felt serenity. Very nice indeed.
@TraceA: Yeah, nobody minds. However, I hope you don’t mind me saying that they are not writers, poets or proofreaders. It was an amateur poetry contest in case you’ve forgotten.
Congrats to the winners! I particularly love Skye’s poem!
i really enjoyed the poems, congratulations to all of you who participated. I really like Hoots Of Wisdom’s poem, its very inspiring. x
I love all of the poems , but i think Hoots Of Wisom should have won it.
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wow i love all of them
I love the poem Hoots of Wisdom! It should have been the that won instead of the other one that did
I thought that the one that won made an account and voted him/herself winner! But mostly, I think that Hoots of Wisdom was the best in my poem book you got the 100 points. 
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I particularly agree with people who say that Hoot of Wisdom’s poem is the best. I don’t get why it’s appropriate for people to vote themselves. That’s just dumb.
How were the winners chosen?
Take critiques with a grain of salt. They are usually by people who think poetry needs to follow rules and proper grammer. Or by those who are not literally successful. Whatever THAT really means. But poetry is like jazz music. One has their basic structure but improvises around that structure to be unconformative and unexpected. i.e. Go figure e.e.cummings. I agree with not beginning consecutive lines with the same word, but there are times when that works. Who cares whether a word is capitalized or not. And the punctuation is there to help guide the reader with the meter and to help rhyme lines when a sentence can’t end in a rhyming pattern or meter. I loved “Dead Poets Society” when at the beginning of the class the teacher, Mr. Keating (Robin Williams) tells all to rip out the preface of the book which explains all the so called rules of Poetry. But like anything else, one must know the rules before they can break them.
I did not get a chance to enter cause i wasn’t aware and didn’t see the request for poems. But here is one of mine.
“Autumns Colors”
The leaves change complextion
as they embrace the autumn winds,
colors telling everyone
that winter’s walking in.
Swaying trees in the breeze
let the leaves fall, with vacillating ease
till they softly touch the ground.
and i love to hear their crisp crunching sound
as they’re being stepped upon.
Then i rake them up into nice big mounds
for dad to take away…
but before he’d get there
i would stay
in tinted brittle leaves i would lay.
then encouraged by the sun
i’d have my fun
of messing up the lawn…
…then it appeared to me
t h a t t h e c o l o r s o f s h e
w h e r e r i g h t w h e r e
t h e y b e l o n g e d.
(The last three lines (scattering of letters) are meant to represent the leaves on the lawn) for those that didn’t understand what i was doing. A little e.e.cummings influence i guess. I was limited here as to how they really looked in my original writing. Hope you all liked it.
My last two lines should have read:
that the ingenious of she
was right where they belonged.
These poems are better than ANY I have written!!! Thanks to all of the writers, for sharing your creativity with us!! <3 ~Lillie