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Year 2016 Poetry Contest (Winner gets poem made into film)

poetryfest's avatarPOETRY FESTIVAL. Submit to site for FREE. Submit for actor performance. Submit poem to be made into film.

Deadline January 10th. Submit a poem that’s about the YEAR 2016 and get it made into a movie. 

Accepting any poetry in any genre or length that’s about YEAR 2016 in any way.

All poems will be posted on this network. Over 95,000 unique visitors a day. The winning poem will have their poetry made into a movie. SPECIAL NOTE: Every single entry will get their poetry performed by a professional actor and made into a video.

The RULES are simple:

1. Write a POEM that’s about the  YEAR 2016. Send it to this contest for $20 and it will be POSTED on this site guaranteed for 100,000s to see. Plus, every entry will get their poetry performed at the festival and made into a video. (you own all rights to this poem and whenever you want it taken down, send us an email).

2. Email your POEM to submission@festivalforpoetry.com

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Sometimes, Poetry by Micheal Ace

Genre: Society, Rhyme

Sometimes I know the sky is not happy
But I besiege them to hold back tears
Sometimes I buy myself some fancy wears
For how you appear tags you a price
Sometimes I know the universe is boring
But the sun has no choice but to smile
.
Sometimes I say my thoughts so loud
Because someone might hold them dear
Sometimes I learn new and stylish steps
For we don’t define beauty on one spot
Sometimes I know how far I am from love
But I cloth some poems in charming words
.
Sometimes I hold on to my mother’s eyes
Even though they won’t stay there forever
Sometimes I give father some clear shots
So I may hold his grin till the end of time
Sometimes I let my mind do the cries
Because none of these memories will last
.
Sometimes I wish these times never end
Even though I see better days coming
Sometimes I hope I can change the past
For I have seldom made mama smile
Sometimes I do not find meaning to these words
But I write them so I may have my peace
.
.
Micheal Ace
#magicalpoe

 

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Fontanelle, Poetry by David Leo Sirois

Genre: Rhyme, Life

 

Fontanelle

Clocks have been stripped from all walls

as well as all forgotten gods

in an orchestrated effort to disorient us all

 

in the cylindrical silver corridor where time abides

in its own loneliness almost absent at this time

 

Even the eyes of my eyes cannot trace

how long it has lasted & how far it will stretch its

long thin limbs It is not available for questioning at this time

 

At this time we cannot say or guess

the trajectory of flashes on/off

to open wide eyelids & shut them down again

 

The space between seconds is

interminable unbearable at times & the length of

my spine immeasurable this moment

 

The crown of my head quietly lifting off

of its own volition

 

Fragile circle of my fontanelle The point of gentle

pressure from below The tiniest bit of dust is

all I am capable of carrying at times

 

My questions sing in an unbroken flow of

legato notes a melody of urgency

toward a certain yet forever unexpected end

 

The rest is silence he said & let go of his breath

 

 

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Ophelia; from Isolation to Desolation, Poetry by Bicky Saikia

Genre: Minimalism

Shredded heart bleeds blue
high and isolated
she is her own muse.
Sinking in whisky 
headed up to desolation,
betrayed yet easy to wield,
standing next to misery.

She is ophelia
Belongs to a forbidden town.
a victim and stressed lover,
stumbled and floundered 
innocence died with her virgin blood
youth is now aged bride 
exaggerate some wailing groove.

Sings and weeps
scars and tattoos shine 
her unadorned and blazed ancient beauty 
ushers to vanity and delusions 
She slept with a dethroned prince
kiss and undress that ample girl
tried to be faded by singing celtic song
accused by unforgiven deeds of others 
from isolation ophelia headed upto desolation.

 

 

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Little Girl Lost, Poetry by Patricia Poulos

Genre: Death, Family, Hope, Hurt, Inspirational, Love,  Painful, Philosophical,  Relationships, Sad,

Little Girl Lost
Diana – Princess of Wales
by
Patricia Poulos

 

She was shy

But beneath that ‘little girl’ exterior

she was strong

She was only nineteen

She did not know how to react

to worldly situations which

involved her heart

She had not the experience

of older women

Nor the manner

in dealing with the experiences

she would encounter

as a married woman

The Fairy-tale Princess

She could not have envisaged

the torment she would suffer

Her father departed

The only person

upon whom to rely

for every aspect of her being

would share his affections

with another

She would have no one

to help carry her load

Yet the other had two

men to satisfy her desires

She had

nowhere to turn

Trapped

like a small animal in a cage

held high

for all to see

She was so young

She could not have seen

the murkiness of the waters

which would eventually engulf her

Waters in which

she would eventually drown

There is no precedent of decorum

for those

whose hearts have been shattered

No right nor wrong written

to guide the broken hearted

Just a stumble and fall

with no one to hold

Only the lesson

after the act

All too late

She was vulnerable

The weight of her burden

caused her to hold

onto any attention given

She would be

betrayed

again and again

Coerced into telling

… if more people knew

the burden would ease

But the children

would be left

with the burden of life

without her

The kiss and tell lover

revealed the intimacy of her trust

Now everyone knew

their inner-most secrets

Once released

the burden grew

An uncontrollable monster

which cannot be re-caged

A dictator

which commands response

She was left naked

Her soul was bared

The lessons were being learned

All would sympathize

But sympathy is hollow

it contains no substance

it provides no sustenance

The whole world knows

the shame has now spread

But this was not the intent

She knew not

what next to do

She craved for the promises made

Not to be kept

The Fairy-tale end

was not so to be

Then God

took pity

on this Little girl lost

and took her to Him

Perhaps now in death

she will end the tale

and live
Happily Ever After.

 

 

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Sunday Blues, Poetry by Barbara D.M.

Genre: Melancholy

Title: Sunday Blues 
Sunday blues
calling her name
She sat there empty,
time slipping away
Galaxies in her eyes
Cups stained with her lips
Shadows across the room
Aching bones
Smudged lines down her face,
thinking of better days
-Barbara D.M.

 

 

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Year 2016 Poetry Contest (Winner gets poem made into film)

Deadline January 15th. Submit a poem that’s about the YEAR 2016 and get it made into a movie. 

Accepting any poetry in any genre or length that’s about YEAR 2016 in any way.

All poems will be posted on this network. Over 95,000 unique visitors a day. The winning poem will have their poetry made into a movie. SPECIAL NOTE: Every single entry will get their poetry performed by a professional actor and made into a video.

The RULES are simple:

1. Write a POEM that’s about the  YEAR 2016. Send it to this contest for $20 and it will be POSTED on this site guaranteed for 100,000s to see. Plus, every entry will get their poetry performed at the festival and made into a video. (you own all rights to this poem and whenever you want it taken down, send us an email).

2. Email your POEM to submission@festivalforpoetry.com in .pdf, .doc, .wpd, .rtf, or .fdr format or just cut and paste it into the body of the email.

3. SUBMIT as many poems as you like. One fee per poem entry.

4. The poem can be anything about the YEAR 2016. An event/situation about the YEAR 2016 in general. Any topic from optimism, tragedy, to politics.

5. PAY THE $20 SUBMISSION FEE. Guaranteed post on this network. Results to be emailed by January 20th.

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Poetry performed by Michelle Alexander

Poetry Reading – Unforgettable by Prateek Pappee Pandya 

Poetry Reading – ROGUE WAVE by Joanne Van Leerdam

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Poetry Reading: not me by Jose Carlos Peliano

Poetry Reading – Inertia Lightning Rod by James R Adams II

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Why?, Poetry by David Mayall

Genre: Angry

Mournful thoughts I ask you why,
The day,
The night,
The morning sky.

Sorrowful sigh continue on,
Our world,
Our life,
Our morning sun.

Words spoken, silent,
Abrupt,
Spitting sound,
Anger raised,
Hurt,
Profound.

But why?
Why? The question
It’s what I ask,
Such rage builds,
Boiled,
Vehement,
Mask.

A passion,
A pride,

Of embarrassed truth,
Twisted mind,
The hardened proof.

Emotion bled,
Scourged its soul,
Tortured hatred,
Plagued turmoil.

These the things,
Off narrowed path,
Your guidance,
Keeps,
In silent wrath.

And yes,
I do,
I make mistakes,
Without your guide,
Forgiveness breaks.

Even time,
It Heals,
It’s hurtful,
Sigh,
Of mournful thoughts,
When asking,

Why?

By David Mayall.

 

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