ChirusHighwind

I can understand that. I don't lead a very busy life, so I have a lot of time for unneccesary thread trailing. Things are picking up, though, with summer being just around the corner, and schools closing down. I'd just like to know that they would read and enjoy the criticism, so I ask that they ask for it. Maybe I'll move to the writing thread that Darklink42 mentioned after the competition is over, and post critique there if I happen to see any of the poems re-posted there. I might even post some of my own. "Scarred" is one of those particular poems of mine that is made not to follow the standard - it is written to not have a scheme or a meter, but still have rhyming and cadence, almost similar to free verse. Also, every single rhyme is that of the "-oh" sound. All of my poems vary in standard and tone. I always try to write from the heart, and whatever way a poem starts is what I go with. I can often "destroy" a poem if I try to adhere it to a theme, when it came to me without one. You'd have to understand the back-story to the poem - which can be kind of interpreted if you look closely at the poem I submitted for the contest, "The Kiss." In a nutshell, I fell in love with someone, and then I couldn't be with them. Which is why the first line of "Scarred" states, "why has love cursed me so?" Also, cineres cineribus is Latin for "ashes to ashes." If you'd like to know the full story, I'd like to tell it over the private message system.

Heh, are things always this quiet as the results turn out? I thought I'd post something, since I've been checking in nearly daily and few words have been spoken. I don't know if you all are as quite as excited about this as I am. I've even begun thinking about what I might post for the next contest...Something involving a mind-wriggling conclusion, an analogical storyline, and my usual romantic-ish-ness...Maybe. In addition, if any of you talented writers are interested, I can write my opinions about your poems...Once the contest is over, of course. I'd be joyous to hear your thoughts, and share mine. I think that pretty much sums up everything... ...Oh yeah! I wanted to show a new poem I've written, which is kind of a follow-up to the poem I posted for the contest, "The Kiss." Hard critique would be nice, I might fix it up a bit more before I consider it complete. I know this isn't exactly a place for sharing personal literature - and I'll gladly remove it if you consider it too off-topic. Scarred Why has love cursed me so? In the illimitable nights, I rock to and fro, Between the content conscious, And where the lost men go… This execrable love I stow, It bled onto my hands, A daggered scar they show, It seeped out from my eyes, Warped my heart into a bow, And then ripped and wrecked it so, Out from me a thousand fragments flow. The pieces storm around me, sift and blow, And spray forth a fiendish fire, Cineres cineribus, everything I know…

Hello, OC fans! I've been running around this website for at least four years, but I've never had the heart to come out of my dark box of bandwidth-usage. But I saw this writing competition thread, and thought I'd come out and post something for the occasion. The title of my poem is called "The Kiss." It doesn't follow any particular format for poetry that I am aware of. Edit: The author of the poem is myself, which would be Chris Allen (AKA Chirus E. Highwind). The Kiss I looked upon her kindled face, Amidst the rooks in this moonlit place, And we locked into a looming stare, As my fingers sifted through her hair. My heart - thumping, my eyes - a gaze, We embraced each other in this sudden daze, My lips kissed hers and she 'a mine, And thus then forth, our heart entwine. The moon drew down to watch in please, And the world hushed itself to slow ease, But the leaves on the trees shook with force, And my lover's lips took their divorce. She then looked away deep into the brush, And with tears forming, she turned to mush, They melted down from out her lustrous eyes, "I cannot," She cries, "I cannot," She cries...