Submissions of media - writing: poetry.
Contest Began: 2008-8-26.
Contest Ended: 2008-12-01.
This contest is now closed!
Congratulations to:
<news:[ECM@wiki] Winners for [Elves@wiki] and [Fae@wiki]!>
Thank you to all that contributed!
For now, the
ECM Elf Poetry can be posted directly on this page. If many are submitted/post
ed, then this arrangement will be revised, but if and when this happens, a note will be posted here, advising all entrants of such. Now let's see some poetry about elves!
Rules:
1. SUBMISSIONS MUST BE ORIGINAL: If the poem isn't 100% your work, it's not allowed.
- Plagiarism is a criminal offense. Do not submit works that are not 100% your creation. You do not have the right to claim someone else's work as your own. You do not have the right to alter someone else's work and call it your own. Please see: Copyright and Intellectual Property by [Rondel].
2. POEMS MUST BE WRITTEN IN PROPER ENGLISH.
3. SUBJECT MATTER:
Submissions will not be accepted when they feature excessive violence, adult material, disturbing actions or insults, offensive and/or hateful materials. Elftown is an all-age site.
4. THEME:
The theme is: "Elves"
- Entries not following the theme will be removed.
5. PLEASE NOTE:
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Please remember to number your entries. Thank you!
1. The illusive elf maiden
She ran with feet like wings
Fleeing as quickly as her feet
Could carry her small frame.
I attempted to follow her
But the chase seemed
Pathetically futile on my part.
Just as I thought that I might
Give up on this tiring escapade
The forest broke open in front of me.
Many others like her, with golden
Flowing locks and beautiful
Ocean blue eyes scattered around.
There was a great tree in the center
Glowing silver and teeming with life
They all seemed to radiate around it.
The elf maiden turned to me then,
A smiled playing wildly on her face
And she tentatively whispered to me.
“Welcome home, my love.
You are the only one who ever
Followed me this far.”
Written by [Alexi Ice]
2. The Cat and the Elf
The black cat sleeps,
In the pale moonlight,
And the elves come out at night!
Dancing and twirling,
And swaying and swirling,
As Elves are known to do!
A fat little elf,
All full of himself,
Said I can jump, can you?
He jumped over the cat,
But he was so fat,
That he landed on the black cat's tail!
Up jumped the cat,
On the elves he spat,
And a brawl did then ensue!
Now such a fight,
In the pale moonlight,
And I swear this tale is true!
Said a faerie, looking on,
This will last until dawn,
Is there something we can do?
Why yes, said a witch,
I will just make a switch,
And so she waved her wand!
Now under the moon,
It's a different tune,
Much better I would say!
Now the Elves sleep all night,
In the pale moonlight,
But the cats come out to play!
Written by [Grandamelf]
3. Elven Spring
Joyous elf, fair harbinger of fair spring!
Thou that looseth the bond of winter
From off our iced souls.
Give us drink of thy silver chalice
Fill’d with radiant sunlit fire.
Shining elf, star-sparkled eyes!
Flow’r entwined hair shimmering with light,
Soft spring e’er caresses thy cheek,
Whose scent is sweeter than rain.
Bright elf, thou happy heart!
Bringer of sight to the snow-blind,
Ope’ our eyes to the tender greens
Of newborn grass and leafing trees.
And when thou hast caused us to see
Be thou the merry fool
That we may learn to cavort with thee!
Ye dance below the mooned sky,
‘Neath the jealous moon
That would he were as bright as thee!
And when the tide turns to summer-song
Pipe the glad flute at thy cheery lips
And skip ‘twixt the legs of trembling fawns.
Written by [Dark Side of the Moon]
4. Elven Silence
The lady wearing silver calls but I don't hear a thing
The Lady waits as I stand watching wild running wind
And spirits call as the rivers sing
The forest quiet and dark
I search the world without success
I try to find my mark
Magic is leaving, the world. It is an unpleasant sight
I fear what it has become but cannot find the light
The lady wearing silver calls but I still don't hear a thing
The voices in my head are calling and I still hear the rivers sing
The lady waits as I stand watching wild running wind
But with my family gone I fear the mortals wrath
My kin has had no chance to figure out the math
Yet still the lady waits as I stand watching Wild Running Wind
Written by [Thunder Cid]
5. Learning Elfish
it all begins
when the one
becomes the all
and the all become the many
from the song
becomes the sound
and the sound
becomes the plenty
but the plenty
became the more
and the more
become the reason
kin turned against kinkind
It wasn't reason
anymore
Now it was Treason
and so began the war
the blood runs thickly
the mortal mind
it craves
to know
the season
and spirit self's
all come in time
to guide
to road
to freedom
When the I
becomes the we
There is a fever
shaping form
a touch
that burns
each time it goes
someplace that isn't pleasing
some take the harm
and make it worse
by saying
there’s no reason
why you should cry
the clouds of gas
they fill my lungs
the waters
they are filled
with dung
the land
seems scarred
beyond repair
and the noise
exceeds all heeding
i would despair
except
that I can hear
that the songs
that they are singing
this is paradise
it says
even if I’m bleeding
for all
I have been there for you
you wished me
into being
with
every word
you ever spent
you'd sense me there
in your deepest dreams
you'd hear me through
your loudest screams
you’d see me holding
back the door
when everyone
was shouting more
you held me in
you gave me warmth
you told me
that there was
a way
a game
not everyone
would play
still
quite a few
would find the door
and through that some more
who'd like the game
of make believe
you know it's true
if I can only grasp the air
and mend the dreams
that need repair
i hate the sound of coming wars
i hate the words that shame the few
that differ from the me and you
i hate sentences that start
with don't you think
you must agree
that something
must be wrong with me
i dream too much
of harmony
i think on whole utopias
where all are fed
and most have homes
where wanderers
are not alone
to have a friend
on which to call
where light is worn
and heart agrees
this is the place
This is the place
where I will be.
When the healer sings
her moonday best
on second bloom
the words are formed
then I turn into
the mother
and I am born
The Elf is me
A creation Myth
Written by [LynnAnneBrown]
6. Alike
Sitting quietly in a tree.
To be unseen by you and me.
Celebrating the spring's blossoms.
With the rabbits, raccoons and opossums.
Waiting for summer to soon be here.
When they can swim, dance and cheer.
With their big expressive eyes.
Looking to the beautiful, bright blue skies.
With faces brighter than the sun.
Just itching to have some fun.
They really are no different than ourselves.
All of these nimble little Elves.
Written by [FamousPanda]
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