Players: David, Lithium, Froggy, Nass, Aaron*
Topic: Dreams
Judge: Pirkid
Dreaming
David G.
A blank slab of concrete,
A fresh white sheet,
A vacant canvas,
That is the start of a dream.
Stabs of paintbrushes,
Colors are vivid and flushes,
The white soon dissipates,
That is the beginning of a dream.
Colors flowing, growing, slowing,
Images appear, vivid, sharp, glowing,
A rapture to fully enjoy,
That is the progression of a dream.
Animals, plants, insects living,
In perfect harmony, worth admiring,
What’s that? A cloud? The Sun now blocked,
That is the entry of a nightmare.
Darkness invades, tears, destroys,
Blurs the colors, shades and decoys,
The once beautiful colors are gone,
That is the start of a nightmare.
The forest, touched by lightning, is set on fire,
Animals flee, insects burn, plants scream in a choir,
Help us! Help us! Pray help us all!
That is the beginning of a nightmare.
Everything burned to a crisp,
The ashes scattered, in the distance, a wisp,
The wind blows over the barren land,
That is the progression of a nightmare.
Out of the shadows, emerges a light,
A swirl of color, glowing so bright,
It touches the ground, and illuminates the dead,
That is the power of dreams.
Powerful. It seemed to flow at the beginning, at then take some awkward turns and misleading lines. But it is the essence of the power of poems. It tells a story but at the same time, it’s a description.
See you there, By Jonathan W.
How often
when the jingle of thoughts
here cross the great divide
that is of you and me?
Little spaces,
incomplete turns,
that both rebel and yet,
When the song is right,
harmonizes so well
That we forget the differences.
Many the dreams that rattle
within our battle
of being
that we cannot negotiate a path
that runs finely,
Timely
to the set patterns that are our lives.
But I remember.
Know well
that inside out of you,
The little glimpses that once were
are yet
and swerve to the marvel
of each image you portray
Somewhere despite the vast
boundaries
that ride along side our dreams.
I’ll meet you there.
Cute. Something to be read to someone special. Someone that could understand it, at any rate. Amazing descriptions, flowed well, but a bit jerky to read.
Nass
Dreams
Dream
Woolgather, Stargaze,Daydream
If only they would come true…
The End.
lol.
Okay, nice words. It’s a true story, if dreams could come true, if only.
Dreams are a nuisance
Along with dreams comes nightmares
Along with nightmares come the monster under the bed
Along with that, comes reality
The scariest dream of all
Reality hints at the finer points of life
Some of which you may defy
Some of which you may be on cloud nine
Some of you may wonder
Is this a test of your metal? (<- on purpose)
It’s been too long
Since the last time I opened my eyes
Since I last saw the real world
Since I have seen reality for what it really is
Just a big bad dream
When you wake up
You find the dream next to you
You flinch at the sight as it consumes you
You stare in awe as your dream takes you back
When you wake up again
You’ll be at the start of it all over again.
The first paragraph was like something you’d find on a poster. 🙂 A good thing, it’s one of those well done posters with pretty colors.
A great story behind the words. A bit repetitive and a tiny bit cliche.
I like to dream
because it opens a magical gateway
to anywhere in the world
Dreaming is the best game to play
I like to dream
because it allows me to be whoever I wish
I could be Bill Clinton, or even Anna Kournikova (thenlookatmyownboobs)
I could even be a mean bish (deelolololol)
I like to dream
because to access it I must sleep
Sleeping is such a good feeling
It charges you up so you can go safely peep
Dreaming
Sleeping
Peeping
They all fit together, so I’m the king.
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Awkward. The words speak truth. But this is more of a poem that a genius baby in diapers would be reciting to their piano teacher. Wordy, but not yet reaching refined.
David: 9/10
Lithium: 8.5/10
Nass: 4/10
Aaron: 6/10
Froggy:3/10
I really wish I could have tied David and Lithium. Both poems were powerful messages, emails to the soul.