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Old 08-17-2013, 07:56 PM   #1
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International [FINALS] Summer Comp

Single vote. Winner +5, Runner Up +3
Have at em.

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Star devoid sky and arcade sounds
On a near empty beach
Crowded days on gritted sands
Crying "jellyfish" in the breeze
As the small, red disc drifts past
Fake tanned 'beauties' showcasing,
to every man with his imaginary muscles
Cameras out to the blue skies and muddy waters
A suitor, first in line, to ask
"Have you got a man?"
Sorry, I've got this one.
Head out on the slow train,
for a break at the end of the pier
Spend the last of the dying light,
walking carefree to a late feast
Before the last night of freedom


Can we stay, just one more day?





Resignation and Denouncement


The mystery unsolves us;
clouds clear for meteors,
and a love I used to know
breathes wide without fear,
vulnerable to recollection,
habitual motion, to rockets
and falling rocks soon lost
to the sun.
Greens fill the foreground,
the valleys to the south
fill with low clouds, the wind
picks up, picks me up, and I arrive
with you now, or then, morning-eyed
between rock walls and drop offs,
seams of coal that line the cliff face
in the same way the limestone showed burns
in the church where we met, St Mary
of the Mount, cathedral in the sky
over stadiums that fill the evening
with new noise and blue lights.

then somewhere between this mountain
and the next that matters to me,
between a city and a clean ridgeline
some river unwinds, a forest untangles,
the earth flattens out and we can see
a whole gas tank away. The past too, unravels
into mural, and you are there
across none of it--a beginning and an end
with no story in between, no matter
the strokes at writing it.
They are ghosts in the highlands,
skeletons in the rivers,
the weather's gotten warmer
and the dead have grown dimmer
with my memories of you between skylines
and hollows, I traverse, confused
or undecided, or confused about how
to tie this up nicely, this finished dream,
this elegance in the darkness,
a story created maybe for this moment--
years taken out of context
and understanding--to be better than in love
with someone half unreal, to become
not lonely, to not be made sense of
in the first palce or any place at all,
to welcome back this familiar void
and to become myself and no one else again.





Now Is The Summer Of Our Discotheque


Strangers stood on shorelines
weathering breezes as they waved us on
towards new adventures and miracles.
They breathed deep the briny air
and felt the gentle rush of wind
comb between each strand of hair.
A beach-sited summer bonfire
sent fire-angels spinning upward
before they disappeared in the warm night.

We were all young and limitless,
showing off our own bravado
whilst secretly jealous of everyone else's.
But we were happy in our own little ways;
one watching marshmallows melt and blacken;
one singing Highway to Hell into a conch;
one dreaming up an avant-garde dream,
numbering the days of this paradise
for the next one to come along and sweep us away.

Now is the summer of our discontent;
Now is the solution to our predicament.





I learned a long time ago

that being afraid - stop stunned in your tracks -

could only pave the way

if you weren't planning to step back.


Leaves shine on things you wouldn't otherwise see.

Rabbits crawl on and around your feet.

Too much magic going on and you might wonder what's real.

But the smell of the season let's you know it's probably not a dream.


Let's get a bike to the nitty gritty.

The arse of the whole thing.

No such concept as just another soul

in a world where delusion can't lead to a new whole.


Trip down the rainbow and you're at the bottom of the queue.

There's colours and shapes but nothing to hold

and you fall down and know that the next ride's already sold.

Can't resist going again so you pay twenty a pop,

never want these three months to stop,

never want the heat to drop from the top,

and never dress with more than shorts,

and never discard the barbecues till twelve nought-nought,

but in the back of your mind you know in nine months time it'll be twice as good as before...
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Old 08-18-2013, 10:53 AM   #2
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You did it again, not multiple choice...
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Old 08-18-2013, 05:24 PM   #3
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Oh yeah I copy pasted that on accident and have fixed it now. This one isn't supposed to be multi, being the finals. Up for debate if if everyone wants multi but it feels like you should make the hard decision and pick a favorite for the final round. I think that's how it used to be and makes the most sense to me but if people object, please let me know for this or future competitions
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Old 08-19-2013, 02:37 PM   #4
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Some really nice entries here I could here songs for all them tough decision but voted, good luck and well done for all who have made it to the finals.

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