Another Poetry Challenge :-D

Question

Hey! I just joined the site a few minutes ago, so I know all of you don't know me yet.

I was looking around the site, and i didn't really find any poetry challenges except like maybe 2.

I absolutely LOVE poetry, so I decided to propose my first challenge:

"Write a poem about a Nightmare that you've had"

I don't care if it rhymes or not, and it can be as long or as short as you want it to be. Please don't use any foul language or inappropriate subjects.

Thank you & Good Luck!! :-D

Answer 1

Caged

The fire burns cold tonight,
Flames unable to ward the chill night air,
My bones protest the cold,
Yet I sit boldly without care.

Upon my lap a book rests,
Its broad leaves yellowed with age,
Sighing, sipping cognac; I consider
Why my life had become a cage?

A minute to midnight the time,
Fire ebbing, flames dying low,
Cognac spilling upon the floor;
Reflecting the hearths dull glow,

It’s the stroke of midnight,
Death looks me in the face,
Beckoning with skeletal hand;
Bidding me, ‘make haste’,

Glancing back, the light dims;
I cry out “goodbye” to the cage,
Death has me in its doleful grip,
No more turning of the page.


(c) Stevedover

This is a poem I wrote some time ago.

Comments

To midnightpoet I was wondering if you liked the poem I placed in your challenge relating to shoes and death as there have been no comments made, the same goes for another poetry challenge for Historical poems which has not been noticed yet.

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Thank you doglover for this, I also love poetry and enjoy writing.

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Steve,  nice poem.  Any more, I can't possibly comment on every new piece.  I hope you keep submitting for the exercize.

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this is good. I think it could use some polishing, but I like it.

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Steve, your poem is my favorite, I really enjoyed it.  Life itself as the cage and death as the key that opens the locked door

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I love it! And yeah I do love poetry . . . ALOT :-) well I thought your poem was absolutely ah-mazin!!!!!!! I love the vocabulary you used and how it all flowed together especially with the rhyming :-D good job and keep on wrting because you write poetry VERY well :-D

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Thank you I am glad you enjoyed the poem, and I hope related poetry challenges continue to be set, as poetry is close to my heart.  Again thank you for selecting my poem, and all of the nice comments made in relation to it.

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If you would like to read another poem by myself, there is one published in the challenge set by "therunawayheart" called Historical Poetry, which through inactivity has dropped back a page, within that challenge is a poem I wrote called "Dover Castle" which went unnoticed, I would love to hear what someone thinks about that poem as well!

Answer 2

I wrote this ages ago...it's nightmare-ish...

"The Haunting"

When the sun sets
Evil walks these streets
And in the darkness
My fears start choking me
And I can't sleep
And I can't dream
Or it will get me
I'll never be free
From the haunting

Comments

Oh my gosh that's so amazing! I can almost picture it in my head! You're a really great poet :-) I'm very impressed, and that's exactly what I had in mind! It's short and cuts right to the point, while also creating a scene in my mind. I could actually picture it when I read it. :-) I loved it!

Answer 3

Scared of being unpopular : Fiction

She was wise beyond her years
  never having a single doubt.
She felt the pressure from her peers
  as right and wrong became a bout.
She strained to hold her tears
  trying hard to figure it out.
She assessed her inner fears
  and decided not to go that route.

Comments

great job! I like how you interperated the challenge, and I really do like it :-D
I love rhyming poems alot, and you made it seem natural and it flowed together well. Keep it up!! :-D

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Very interesting take on the theme, I enjoyed your interpretation

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Thanks y'all. :D

Answer 4

Hey, Dog!  Good Idea and welcome to this strange place

NIGHTMARE #1

I'm seeing my old friends
from long ago - it felt so good.
Some were from my highschool class
and some just from the neighborhood.

We felt so warm and fuzzy -
Peg and Bill and John -
and all the other outcasts
Conformers, we were 'non'.

So we all decided to
take a little trip -
Overnight to the mountain cabin
where we went to feel so hip.

We all would do the drugs
of choice that got us this far.
Tom wanted his Qualudes
and Marty hit the bar.

Cathy drew her coke lines
for everyone to see.
I just asked for one good hit
of good old LSD.

We were all roaring in our
own unique way.
Peg turned off the music.
She had something to say.

Turning to me, she said "Ron,
we've all been saved but you.
Jesus is our master now
and there's nothing you can do."

They grabbed my hands and knelt -
closing in on me slowly.
They prayed for my redemption
shouting on bended knee.

I've never been so terrified.
It would be a long, long night.
It became so unbearable,
I woke up in a fright.

"Where did that all come from?"
I said wiping sweat from my brow.
Then I noticed the TV on
and it all made sense somehow.

The Evangelical preacher
was screaming hell and fire
and damnation to those
who do not like his ire.

He looked like a meth head
who'd very nearly OD'd.
I took a breath and laid back down
and turned off the TV -  forever.

Comments

I'm glad you'll keep writing. I'm sorry I flew off the handle a bit.

And, whether or not I want this site to be 'belief-free', it's not my site. I'm not going to tell anyone what to say or what not to say just because it irritates me.

To be honest, I like hearing about other's beliefs. It's when it seems that someone is sharing their beliefs to tell someone else that they're wrong, or when you say things like "Well when some one says anything against the truth then I just have to respond. I'm not meaning to shove it in your faces, but it's the truth and needs to be heard. If you are unwilling to listen, then so be it.", that'll get under my skin.

Beliefs are simply that...what you believe. There is no implication of absolute truth simply because you believe it's the truth. My beliefs are very strong, but I would never tell anyone that it's the absolute truth, or that they're wrong because their beliefs don't agree with mine.

That is where my frustration came from, not because you expressed what you believed, but because you used to to imply that someone else's were wrong. I responded in the wrong way, and I feel bad because of that, and I hope this clears up what I was saying.

Please don't be offended by me, doglover. I'm not the nicest person by far, and I tend to be rude sometimes. But I'm not a bad person. And I like you. You seem very sweet, and you have a way with words, and I'm glad you will continue writing here.

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Oh well I honesty thought this WAS your website since your so involved with almost all the prompts :-) sowee!

And it's okay . . . I kind of needed that ''lashing'' because I usually get so wrapped up into what I believe that I forget to listen to others. I'll try to remember what you said so in the future I could be more sensitive and monitor what I throw out there.

Well I understand how you feel now that I look at it from your point of view, and you don't need to feel bad . . . it's perfectly alright :-D

I'm not offended in the least . . . I just hate it when I end up offending some one, so I'm sorry if I did :-(

I'm not nice ALL the time either . . . especially in the morning :-) so it's okay. And I like you too; sometimes I need a good kick in the butt to see what I'm doing wrong, so actually I should be thanking you :-D

Sorry if this is a long comment! but yeah it's all good! :-D I look forward to seeing your other writings too!! :-D

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Doglover, it was a dream - a nightmare.  The nightmare was being the only one left out during a reunion of old friends, isolated in a mountain cabin with everyone on drugs and they all want to convert me to ANYTHING.  They could have been Hare Krishnas or satanists.  The dream would have been just as disturbing.  It just so happened that there was an Evangelist preacher in the background TV reality.  I related the "truth" about a dream.  I felt isolated among friends.

I didn't think the subject matter was inappropriate.  I live and learn.  I'm glad we're all 'over it'.

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Oh it's perfectly all right :-D It was your response to the challenge and I had no right to respond the way I did . . . keep on writing and tryin' hard 'cause you're a grrrrreat writer!!!! :-D

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doglover,  no sweat.  I know you're new here, but if you went through the archives (ThinkWrite via ThinkDraw), you'd see lots of heated debates.  This is the only writing forum I know of where people actually relate to each other.  It's cathartic.

Answer 5

A Haiku with English translation of 17 syllables not 17 Japanese Moras.

Darkness of winter
the sleeper is abandoned
spring stirs a new day

Comments

Very nice, Kat.

Answer 6

Well here's mine . . . but I must say that it's nothing compared with everyone elses :-D

NIGHTMARE

A looming dark figure,
red eyes that can pierce,
a whip in his hand,
a look which is fierce.

The moon over yonder,
a fog deep and hazy,
an overcast shadow,
which is swaying so lazy.

An innocent soul,
begging for mercy,
from a murderous man,
and his wolves so bloodthirsty.

He raises his hand.
the wolves all look back,
he thrusts his arm down,
and they charge in attack.

Time runs in slow motion,
as they end this soul's life,
their teeth like a razor,
their claws like a knife.

"This can't be the end!"
cries the victim of hate,
slowly closing its eyes,
to accept its harsh fate.

. . . Minutes go by . . .
Wheren't the wolves to be fed?
And I opened my eyes,
Finding me tucked in bed.

Comments

Very well done.

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I like this. particularly the ending, where it shows that you're still safely tucked in bed. nice use of imagery throughout the whole thing.

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Thanks guys! :-D

The whole thing sounded great when I wrote it a few days ago, but then I read all of yours and it seemed pretty dull and elementary . . .
but I'll keep trying to improve through this website!! :-D

Thanks for the feeedback!!!

Answer 7

AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAARRRRRRRRR!!!!!

A sudden scream wakes me up
I wake up to hear a voice saying 'sup ?'

I scream
I look around to see nobody there
It was probably a bad dream
I hear footsteps, like they were stomping on the stairs

I quickly get out of bed

'Dead...Dead....Dead...'
'He's goneeeeeeee!'

I look around the whole house
I peer down at the stairs,
But there was nothing, but my blouse,
My blouse which was hanging there

'I will take revenge...'
'Time for revenge.....'
'Revenge...revenge for sure...'
Suddenly I hear t-t-t-the ... s-s-sewer.... sewer...
DRAIN!
I feel the pain

I hear bones cracking,
Blood flowing,
I hear sudden screams and crying,
I hear eyeballs rolling,

Fingers being chopped off,
Legs also, but it was definitely not soft

I quickly run down the stairs,
And I hear something... Something from the balcony,
And there..... and there....
was the opened sewer drain,
With scary screams

My hands were trembling
I looked into the drain
It was all blank, but it was flashing
It had rained,
So it was all wet

Suddenly, a head pops out
With a scream

It's head was all damaged,
All the veins popping out,
There just one half an eyeball on it,
The mouth was on the cheeck,
In a rotated way

The nose was missing
Instead, there were two toes on it
The ears were also missing,
Along with all the hair pulled out,
Left with one tiny little thread of hair,
And bugs on the head
The bones were lying on the top

 

I scream, the head screams...
We both scream

 

 

I quickly open my eyes,
Still shaking,
To find that it was all a bad dream
But I was scared to death
I look the whole house,
To find nothing,
I was relieved, but couldn't believe it was a dream

After that I was scared to death
And every night, I looked through the whole house,
Before going to sleep.

Comments

BTW, that was not a real nightmare that I had, I made it up, is that OK ?

Btw, it is called, 'The worst nightmare ever'

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Wow, Lolly, I am quite impressed with this piece. It is very well written, especially the little bit of a rhyme scheme it had. I also like the creepiness. I'm a real fan of creepiness. ;)
Well done.

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Thank you :)