Contest:Character Poetry Contest

  Character Poetry Contest





This is a contest that will run periodically. We have a lot of writer&apos;s on the wiki, and a lot of user&apos;s have incorporated their creativity skills into their character&apos;s back stories. So, that being said, this contest is for themed poems from a character&apos;s perspective. Any character of yours is fine, but the poem should actually sound like it&apos;s coming from them, their experiences, their personality. 

Rules

 * 1) You must be at least a level 5 or will be one by the end of the month (30 November 2012)
 * 2) Entries must be in by the 29th of November
 * 3) Remember this wiki is pg-13 so please be civil with the poems, if cussing is use keep it to a minimum.
 * 4) The poem can be from any of your character&apos;s perspective, whether they are nymphs, nature spirits, campers, BC members, etc

Prizes

 * 1) The winning demigod will count as a minor from then on
 * 2) The runner-up will get to adopt a charie and have it count as minor

To Enter

 * 1) User name
 * 2) Character name
 * 3) Notes, like anything you think will help the reader understand why your character wrote the poem, what it means to them, etc
 * 4) the poem
 * 5) any images you&apos;d like displayed with the poem if you win

Guidelines
For November the theme is "Winter". The poem should from your character's perspective. What does winter mean for them? &lt;/div&gt;

Lillz
By: Winter Papakl

Notes: Winter finds winter the easiest thing to write about because Winter herself and winter have so much in common. It is quite sensational when Winter can write about winter, as she can write about herself at the same time. Winter can easily relate to herself; the title is Winter's Frosted Heart; and she's not the most friendly of people that you'll meet.

Winter's Frosted Heart
WIP

User:LittleWiseOwlz
 Walkin' Through Winter 

By: Lucinda Brown



Poem: Snowflakes dance to the floor, Frost nips at my nose, Numb fingers fumbling for the door, As I walk through winter.



Birds fly south,

<p style="text-align:center;">Days get short,

<p style="text-align:center;">Warm hot chocolate fills my mouth,

<p style="text-align:center;">As I walk through winter.

<p style="text-align:center;"> 

<p style="text-align:center;">Sledding down the tallest hill,

<p style="text-align:center;">''Skiing down a mountain and? ''

<p style="text-align:center;">Skating 'til I get my fill,

<p style="text-align:center;">As I walk through winter.

<p style="text-align:center;"> 

<p style="text-align:center;">Bare branches fill the trees,

<p style="text-align:center;">Flowers close their heads,

<p style="text-align:center;">The floor is covered in leaves,

<p style="text-align:center;">As I walk through winter.

<p style="text-align:center;">

<p style="text-align:center;">Notes:

<p style="text-align:center;">Lucinda is a sixteen-year-old daughter of Hecate. Winter is her favourite season. She loves the first signs, the first snowflake falling, the cold nights when you've got nothing better to do than cuddle up in front of the TV drinking hot chocolate with whippy cream and marshmallows.

Hyu
<p style="text-align:center;">Father is coming, the king is arriving,
 * Character: Uriel Fitzgerald
 * Title: Father Is Coming
 * Poem: 

<p style="text-align:center;">Taking off, taking flight.

<p style="text-align:center;">Father himself is not in sight,

<p style="text-align:center;">Only his white-beaded kite,

<p style="text-align:center;">Soaring through night, until Hemera shines bright.

<p style="text-align:center;">

<p style="text-align:center;">Father is coming, the patriarch is humming,

<p style="text-align:center;">With a freezing cough, freezing bite.

<p style="text-align:center;">Father himself is the freight,

<p style="text-align:center;">On the promenade he is the shining knight,

<p style="text-align:center;">Harbinger of a sheer cold blight.

<p style="text-align:center;">

<p style="text-align:center;">Father is coming, the sire is blowing,

<p style="text-align:center;">An endless gale, at a towering height.

<p style="text-align:center;">Father himself is for someone to fright,

<p style="text-align:center;">At his minions' very sight,

<p style="text-align:center;">For they bring a heatless fight.

<p style="text-align:center;">

<p style="text-align:center;">Father has come, the forebearer is descending,

<p style="text-align:center;">From a frigid chariot, its chill smiting,

<p style="text-align:center;">The heat itself by the white stripe.

<p style="text-align:center;">WIP


 * Notes: WIP
 * Pictures: WIP

Broken
<p style="text-align:center;"> Winter's Innocence

<p style="text-align:center;">

<p style="text-align:center;">By Cody Knight

<p style="text-align:center;">

<p style="text-align:center;">Some of the birds fly down to the south,

<p style="text-align:center;">Daylight hesistating to come out;

<p style="text-align:center;">She enters with her snowy white veil,

<p style="text-align:center;">Gracefully dazzling with her appeal.

<p style="text-align:center;">

<p style="text-align:center;">Lights, togetherness streches in miles,

<p style="text-align:center;">Some will greet her with carols and smiles.

<p style="text-align:center;">Innocent children dance, play along,

<p style="text-align:center;">Like nothing in the world could go wrong.

<p style="text-align:center;">

<p style="text-align:center;">Unfortunates call these Winter's lies,

<p style="text-align:center;">For she doesn't hear their cries.

<p style="text-align:center;">They say she brings unnoticed sorrows:

<p style="text-align:center;">Pain, coldness, terror that burrows.

<p style="text-align:center;">

<p style="text-align:center;">Blamed for fate, not a word does she say.

<p style="text-align:center;">Unthanked, doesn't resent, end her days.

<p style="text-align:center;">No complaints heared, but her heart is frail.

<p style="text-align:center;">She disappears, leaving no clue, trail.

<p style="text-align:center;">

<p style="text-align:center;">With these vast impressions in our hearts,

<p style="text-align:center;">She leaves minds spinning to deduce her art.

<p style="text-align:center;">Truly she's worthy of credit and praise;

<p style="text-align:center;">Prove me wrong of Winter's innocence.

<p style="text-align:center;">

User's Notes:

The mind of Cody Knight, son of Hades, 

Is always curious, filled with mysteries,

Looks before his conclusion he puts in trade.

Since a Kid, he's inspired with Holmes series.

Wondering if there's justice in stories,

Here sees Winter more of Khoine than Boreas,

But, what is winter?You be the judges.

~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~

Pattern (Syllables and Rhyme):9A-9A-9B-9B

User:Mr.Mikachu
<p style="text-align:center;"> Winter Wonderland 

<p style="text-align:center;">by: Harper 'Harp' Beaumont

<p style="text-align:center;">

<p style="text-align:center;">WIP

Sonofapollo
<p style="text-align:center;"> Wynter.

<p style="text-align:center;">Poet: Tristan Carter

<p style="text-align:center;">Image:

<p style="text-align:center;">

<p style="text-align:center;">Authors Note:

<p style="text-align:center;">''Tristan lost his girlfriend Selina last winter. The poem is a ballad to Selina (in the form of winter) and tells the story of how the two were in love. Uhm..It's rather sad/depressing so don't read it if you don't like that sh*t.''

<p style="text-align:center;">WYNTER:

<p style="text-align:center;">Deadly beauty

<p style="text-align:center;">her heart was cold

<p style="text-align:center;">behind her white porcelain face;

<p style="text-align:center;">her hair was silver and her eyes saw gold.

<p style="text-align:center;">She never aged.

<p style="text-align:center;">Men loved her frosty snowflake glare,

<p style="text-align:center;">each had her tattooed in his heart

<p style="text-align:center;">but she was never there; lost in thin air.

<p style="text-align:center;">"Wynter, Wynter"; she fell in love

<p style="text-align:center;">with a man who melted her icy heart.

<p style="text-align:center;">His wavy blizzard hair and silver eyes

<p style="text-align:center;">peirced her like a frozen dart.

<p style="text-align:center;">They were inseperable

<p style="text-align:center;">they were Robin and Snow

<p style="text-align:center;">she held him close; "Je t'aime

<p style="text-align:center;">mon amant beaux".

<p style="text-align:center;">On silent snowy nights they shared

<p style="text-align:center;">a single wintry sleepy kiss

<p style="text-align:center;">and she could ask for nothing more

<p style="text-align:center;">than to spend eternity in this bliss.

<p style="text-align:center;">But came February, and she began

<p style="text-align:center;">to fade away and slowly die-

<p style="text-align:center;">that Valentines he spent alone

<p style="text-align:center;">and could do nothing but cry,

<p style="text-align:center;">

<p style="text-align:center;">and cry,

<p style="text-align:center;">and cry.

Hidden
Character name:Lexi Edison

Notes:Lexi has always had a very negative view on winter, but ever since she developed her power her feeling toward the season has become worse. There are days when she is cold and alone that she has this strange fantasy about her developing Hypothermia, and there are section of this poem that does reflex some the symptoms and treatments. (Hypothermia's symptoms like shivering, clumsiness, weak pulse, shallow breathing, progressive loss of consciousness, and lack of concern about one's condition.)

Name of the Poem: The Freezing Cold

the poem:

<p style="text-align: center;">The Freezing Cold

<p style="text-align: center;">White beauty why are you so cruel

<p style="text-align: center;">To have forced me in this duel

<p style="text-align: center;">What have I done to deserve such pain

<p style="text-align: center;">For this campaign is simply insane.

<p style="text-align: center;">Each year I pray you don't arrive

<p style="text-align: center;">So I don't have to fight to survive

<p style="text-align: center;">But my prayers are in vain

<p style="text-align: center;">For you come to begin your reign

<p style="text-align: center;">I am greeted by your icy breath

<p style="text-align: center;">That causes plants a quick death.

<p style="text-align: center;">But to me you don't offer me such mercy

<p style="text-align: center;">For in your eyes I am not that worthy

<p style="text-align: center;">You are a wolf in sheep clothing

<p style="text-align: center;">Which I desperately try exposing

<p style="text-align: center;">Yes I played at your feet

<p style="text-align: center;">And danced in the streets

<p style="text-align: center;">I discover that breathing become a chore

<p style="text-align: center;">As I fall on the floor.

<p style="text-align: center;">I loose interest in my failing health

<p style="text-align: center;">Sleep offers me vast riches and endless wealth.

<p style="text-align: center;">I can no longer fight this battle

<p style="text-align: center;">I am now sick of listening to your rattle

<p style="text-align: center;">I will lay here and cry

<p style="text-align: center;">Leave now so I can die.

<p style="text-align: center;">Why is there a blanket on me?

<p style="text-align: center;">Why won't you just let me be?

<p style="text-align: center;">How is it possible that I am moving?

<p style="text-align: center;">If I am no longer standing?

<p style="text-align: center;">No longer do I feel cold and alone

<p style="text-align: center;">I may venture into the unknown

<p style="text-align: center;">Despite it all I have my reason

<p style="text-align: center;">To strive through this horrid winter season

Image:

MoonOwl
Name: Willow Lumenight

Notes: WIP

Title: WIP

Poem: <p style="text-align:center;">WIP

<p style="text-align:center;">The season of the coldness of the snow will soon arose.

<p style="text-align:center;">There will be always a time when tiny snowflakes touch your nose.

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