Poetry Contest (Finished)

[Jubal]

For the best piece of original poetry, on any subject chosen by the participant. Three judges will give marks out of ten and an average taken. Judging will begin on the 19th or when all entries are in, whichever is sooner.

Entrants:
Jubal
Andalus


Judges:
Sir J de Gamer
Shankbot de Bodemloze
The Khan

[Jubal]

My entry, I'm doing more historical and folklore based poetry at the moment seemingly.

Will of the Wisp

Old William he carries a torch shining bright
As he walks through the mire here and there
His lamp boldly shines in the clear moonlight
But his path is not yours - so beware!

Old William he dances and waltzes all night
And lives with an elf-maiden fair
But he'll flee through the marsh if you should come in sight
And go where you cannot - so beware!

For Will's feet are fast
And his boots light as air
He can dance over mud
That would have you ensnared
So remember these words
And heed what I have said
If you try and catch him
Then soon you'll be dead

Old William the Wisp he steps quick and steps light
But his trackways are are not yours to share
So stay on the path now, and stick to it tight
And when you see his lamp - then beware!

[Shankbot]

So, I post my score? :whistling:

7/10.

[Cuddly Khan]

I'm going to have to give that a 7/10, not your best work but really excellent nonetheless.

[Andalus]

Here's my entry, one I've had lying about unfinished for some months.

Alchemy

I want to be a cliché.
The one everybody knows,
But has never seen to stray
Beyond the margin of the page.
I want to be the stereotypical
Stranger in the rain.

The one whose dark coat
Flaps about his leather feet
As if enchanted by odd charms.
Who wanders in the night
When none else would dare
But the insane and the uncalm.

The one who wanders free
Without a torch, or map,
Or track, or any guide.
No compass but himself,
But always comes to find
The place he had in mind.

The one who appears
At the old inn door,
Which creaks as if by cue.
Who draws all the sound
Towards him like iron filings
Towards a magnet,
And like some alchemist,
Turns them into golden silence.

I want to be that stranger
In the thunderous rain of night,
Who lurches to the innkeep,
Knowing madness in his eyes,
Places gold down on the table
And sees his face turn white.

[SaidaiSloth]

Jubal gets an 8/10 from me, Andalus gets a 9/10
Good job both of you, you did a great job!

[Cuddly Khan]

Andalus: 8/10

[Jubal]

Just one mark left to go, though it's looking conclusive so far. 

[Shankbot]

Andalus: 8/10

Total Score:

Jubal: 22/30
Andalus: 25/30

Average Score

Jubal: 7.3
Andalus: 8.3

[Jubal]

Thus I get silver, and Andalus gives Exilian it's first gold of the games.

[comrade_general]

Fake gold.

[SaidaiSloth]

Well done both of you, very close!

[Cuddly Khan]

As was the other one. Good game.

[Shankbot]

Indeed, great work gents.

Is there a rep sort of function on this forum? I can't seem to find it...

[Cuddly Khan]

Karma, there is the [applaud] and [smite] buttons, you'll see it bellow the peoples avatars.