"Hearts of Britannia" Valentine's Day Competition

So excited to hear the judges reactions.

 

I forgot to say, i have no problem if my name is connected to
My poem. Forgot we have to tell that to you

 

Well I think that these types of forum based competitions of any and all sorts are a lovely great way to build a strong, rich community where we can all happily come together and support our wonderful community with the very rich, full enjoyment that we have all come to know and love as run on sentences which further enhance our ability to tolerate much more of them, helping to increase, not only the thickness of our dear Holt's bifocal lenses, but to increase the great profits of the New Britannia eyeglass industry as a whole...
~Time Lord~

 

So when does the hangout start?

 

Maybe send another email to Holt saying this, to ensure he sees it and updates that for tomorrow's reading. (in case you win)

 

https://www.shroudoftheavatar.com/?page_id=29385

 

I hope the judges have time to read their 'top 3', then can announce the winner.

 

7pm central time

 

Something has come up and I may need to watch the recording instead. Glad they will have it available for viewing later.

 

*an old parchment is found blowing in the wind near the FireLotus Tavern*

Each night I go wondering deep into the night and there I see them, in their most secret of flight.

They see me and I show them my teeth, for they know full well who I'm longing to meet.

But they make the journey and I must sit and wait, until sweet invitation to know of my fate.

So they pass me as I growl and stare, in wonder of what loveliness might wait for me there.

But jealous I am as I hold my head high, in silent reflections that may reach your eyes.

Jealous of their passage so easy and free, while bound in reflections they only leave me.
.
They see your face and touches your lips, They drown in delight while I dream of sips.

But they never care as they slip through the night, so silent and secret, in their glowing delight.

They slip through where I can only wonder, where I can only dream in their light from up under.

So I stare into where I wish I could stare out of, I'd gladly trade places with those things up above.

They taunt me, They tempt me, They send me, They call me, They haunts me, yet leave me, to see you.

I blame them not, yet they wink in your eyes as they pass here from mine, deep in the sky's of eternal divine.

They're through your hair, they caresses your cloths, They know what they love, so onward they go.

From Kingsport to Owl's Head they travel each and every night, to you my love with my tear drop, still in their sight.

Because they're all that I have of my FireLotus, as I stand howling and howling. "Howling at the moons"!

There are no high or low in the world, there are only the position in which we find ourselves, together...

 

did anyone see a link for the hangout yet?

 

no...

 

Nope, I don't guess we were invited
I think it already happened didn't it?
I can never figure out whatever dimension I'm in
~Time Lord~

 

It starts in 2 minutes

 

it's still coming guys. tech difficulties because it's the PoetsCircle's first hangout attempt.

 

Looks like the hangout will be viewable here:



(thanks Fireangel)

 

congrats to all of the winners! well done.

 

yes, very impressed! congratulations to all the winners, and to their muses! good stuff. also, Holt - what was the beautiful book you mentioned? i dropped briefly and came back in but never heard the title

 

The Red Book by Carl Jung

 

I enjoyed writing my first poem in about 15 years. And it forced me to look up and learn what a sonnet was