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In the Spirit of a New Year and for all the animals killed for our celebration, WHAT WILL YOU DO IF A BULL'S SKULL APPEAR IN YOUR DREAM?
RULES:
1) One poem submission per poet and non-poets.
2) All poems must be 15 lines each.
3) All poems should be submitted as a comment under this post.
4) All poems should end with the word '2021 or Twenty-Twenty One'
5) Poem submission ends by 11:45pm today.
Winner will be announced on this post by 10:00am tomorrow.
HAPPY NEW YEAR !
Comments
After careful consideration on the set rules for today's edition of MONDAY PICTURE THEORY, an alteration was made, especially on the SECOND RULE which until now read's thus:
'All poems must be 15 lines each'.
However, prior to necessary amendments made, the second rule now read's thus:
'All poems must be less than 15 lines each'.
Signed:
BoomPoetry's Judges
(Monday Picture Theory).
Those who stand in times of test tend to stand the test of time.
And in my dream was a bull skull,
Of which was to be handed to me,
She asked that I take it by the horn,
But I was scared to take this dark path.
I realized that she was a sister to death,
And my life was the price to pay,
But if I grab this horn and lose my life,
What then is the use of this cross over...
From twenty twenty
To twenty twenty one.
El Magnifico el est Magico!
If I saw a bull's skull in my dream
I would proooobably be terrified
I would ask myself why. Why. Why.
Why was I lingering in the forest
in the first place? Why is it all so
Cold all of a sudden and I can't
feel the weight of my legs. Why
can't I find my voice like the lost
spoons in the kitchen. Why do I have
to be the pin that passes through
the bull's eye from 2020 to 2021
First, I would forget it had two horns
Run swiftly to embrace the next being
Feel the weight of what is in front
Then, grab it by its horns
Stare at it a little bit more
And watch a skull crack from fear
I would be the skull to make it scurry.
I lied.
I would wake up- thinking of how many twenties one has lived.
Cross boldly to a new dawn
Do more, good deeds
Like eating chickens, chips and peas
Patting my shoulders to embrace the new twenty-one.
After so much scrutiny carried out by BoomPoetry's team of Judges, results for submissions made by poets for the Monday Picture Theory held on the 4th- January- 2021 is as follows:
El-Magnifico's Score
Mechanics : 7/10
Imagery :7/10
Figurative language : 6/10
I_am_mot-mot's Score
Mechanics : 4/10
Imagery : 9/10
Figurative language : 7/10
Ocheche Johnson's Score:
Mechanics : 3.5/10
Imagery: 9.5/10
Figurative language : 7.5/10
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Making Poet Ocheche Johnson our poet of the weekπππππππππππ
Those who stand in times of test tend to stand the test of time.
On behalf of BoomPoetry, we say: "THANK YOU to our participatants".
We are ecstatic having read your creative and anticipate your continuous participation on this activity (which holds every Mondays) and other activities lined up on this platform.
Do spread the word; Until then, have a splendid evening πππ♥οΈ
Signed:
Team BoomPoetry.
Those who stand in times of test tend to stand the test of time.
Congratulations @Ocheche Johnson
Cheers! π»
El Magnifico el est Magico!
Great work Picture Theory Monday Anchors!
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El Magnifico el est Magico!
Congratulations @Ocheche Johnson