Poetry Competition: Weirdly, Oddly, Unlucky RESULTS
Ended 16th June 2022
Thanks to all who entered the Weirdly, Oddly, Unlucky, Poetry contest (Even those whose works I had to remove as they didn’t meet the requirements!)
It seems the three ; proved difficult for a lot of entries (exactly as it was intended)
Congratulations to the winners: Aseemtalwar185, ShyAway, and Aleme Gammo and Honourable Mentions: Isabella Smarro (Drowning Within An Ocean of Poetic Nonsense During COVID Season), Richard Levy (The Deadline), and Onyinyechukwu (A Bad Day)
A breakdown of winning entries:
An Unlucky Introvert’s Day Out – Aseemtalwar185
Being an introvert is not easy! Especially, when you cross the deadline; to finish the task on which you are working. And you're on a train, with your side passenger as a baby; who wouldn't stop his shouting and crying. I sit still and stationary- unable to work or speak, then I look at the platform display board; just to notice that my station has already been missed! Puzzled and annoyed is my brain. I wish I could start my day again!
~ My favourite from the competition. The poet establishes a scenario that goes from bad to worse in a series of unfortunate events(no copyright infringement intended, Lemony Snickett fight me) that hit one after another. It’s a short yet concise poem that culminates in an assent that I’m sure most of us have wished at one point or another: “I wish I could start my day again!”
Meltdown – ShyAway
a steaming cup of sugary coffee; dropped like a cannonball spread on my Toshiba laptop similar to the excessive consumption of dark chocolate but in liquid form panic arises like a blocked toilet; ten rolls of tissues parents fly off the handle went into crying mode- snot running like a broken faucet; hid in my blanket like a cave goblin prayed the night away a suit of armor for the next day.
~ I liked this one for its focus and relatability in relation to what I was looking for with the contest. It details a minor incident in and of itself that leads to a further sequence of events filled with parental scolding (remember the days), snot, and sleeping it off. It’s an easy-to-read poem that captures a feeling of panic very well and ends with an interesting thought.
It was seemed like a conspiracy – Aleme Gammo
Waiting someone to enter in to your poetry tournament- Longer days you have naught or a participant; Seems all conspired on you not to fulfill at least three_ To the minimum medal list entries, I think you got me; As the second participant of your contest, here I am- I were who, who lost many times entries and was in shame - While I prepare write about me competitions for fame ; They would believe that as I couldn’t the right one to handle For my reputation they might said me that He can’t hold a candle To be mentioned or appreciated like others for my confine I thought most of them were Green with envy of mine!!! Oh, these friends won’t say anything still now for my questions And I need not to fly off the handle for their abominations.
~ I liked this poem for its self commentary in the first half. It was entered into the contest when there were only 2 or 3 entries and poked fun at the irony in having so few entries in a competition of this name and then relates that to some perceptions the poet has faced themselves.
I had an idea for a bit of an unorthodox poetry competition.
Have you ever had one of those days where nothing seems to go right? Where it seems that the entire world has conspired against you? One of those days where you spill your coffee, stub your toe, bite your tongue, get asked to work late, and have your plans cancelled?
Well here’s your chance to let it all out in a weirdly, oddly, unlucky poetry competition. Put your unluckiest moment(s) into verse according to the oddly set rules below.
Entry is free and winners will receive a cash prize and a feature on the website. Prizes are as follows:
- 1st Place – $15
- 2nd Place – $10
- 3rd Place – $5
- 13 lines Exactly
- The Poem must use exactly three “;”
- The Poem must feature a “-” at the end of at least one line
- The Poem must include at least one of these Dead Metaphors:
- “Can’t hold a candle”
- “Green with envy”
- “Brand New”
- “Fly off the handle”
- One submission per person
Note: The focus will be more on sound (rhyme/alliteration) and expression rather than technical skill or how well you use a thesaurus.
I am ACCEPTING SUBMISSIONS UNTIL THE 16th of June 2022 or until a certain number of valid submissions are met. I aim to have the contest judged within a week of the closing date.
*Submissions done through AllPoetry.
**Prizes paid out through PayPal or Stripe.
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