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Tau 11-20-2012 12:46 PM

Winter Contest (Poetry) – In the Mirror
The them for the Winter Poetry Contest is: "In the Mirror".

What it is in the mirror, or even if it is in is up to you. Good luck and enjoy.


Members are allowed one entry in the poetry contest. (You are welcome to enter our prose contest as well.) Poetry entries should be submitted as posts to this thread. The competition is open to all members of Writer’s Beat, including staff.

Members are requested to refrain from commenting on entries in this posting thread. Please use the Winter Contest Comments thread instead. That thread will remain open throughout the posting period and afterwards, and members are encouraged to let entrants know what they thought of their entries.

Word Limits:

Poetry: 40 Lines


Once an entry has been submitted, it cannot be altered. Any work that is edited after it has been entered will be disqualified. If you feel you need to make a small alteration (a misplaced comma, a spelling error), contact a member of staff. If we feel your request is reasonable, we will make the correction on your behalf.

Close Date:

22nd December 2012, 12 midnight GMT


Winners will be selected by means of a public vote, so you, the members of Writer’s Beat, will choose the winners.

After the closing date, a voting thread will be posted. Voting will commence on the 23rd of December and close on the 29th of December 2012, 12 midnight GMT.

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The winning entries will be considered for publication in Writer's Beat Quarterly, subject to the approval of the editors. To increase your chances of getting published (whether you win or not), make sure your document is as error-free as possible!

Also, the member (or tying members) with the most votes will get to suggest the next contest theme!

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If you have any questions about the contest, contact a staff member and we will happily answer them for you. Now sharpen your pencils, fill up your inkwells and get writing. Good Luck!

Markinwords33 11-29-2012 02:41 PM


Originally Posted by Tau (Post 547112)
The them for the Winter Poetry Contest is: "In the Mirror".

... Good Luck!

I know this is a stupid question but the entry is a poem based on the theme of in the mirror, am I right? I am new on this forum so just want to clarify.

luckyme 11-30-2012 01:27 AM

You are right, but to qoute all of Tau's post was really not needed. :D

Mystick10 12-02-2012 01:52 PM

I gazed
upon my reflection...
and found
an evolution.
What's your reflection? ~

(lazy entry is lazy.)

gloryia 12-04-2012 07:32 AM

Looking In the Mirror
I look in the mirror,
what is it I see?
is that woman really me?

Hair washed-out, streaked with grey,
eyes a faded blue,
is it true, no it cannot be.

Crows-feet etched beneath those eyes
lines at mouth and chin,
when I wonder did it all begin?

Oh, how time flies, how I couldn't see,
this haggard, worn-out person,
this stranger that is me.

Looking in the mirror, I'm seeing
what the passing years have wrought,
regretting . . . what they've done to me.

Agatha Christie 12-06-2012 09:55 PM


When we look in the glass
Do we like what we see?
Or do we imagine how
We'd like to be?

We would like smoother skin.
We would like sparkling eyes.
We could always concoct
One or two little lies.

We could look in the mirror
Decide what to be,
A king, a musician
Or someone arty.

We can't change who we are
We can't change the real us,
But getting creative
Is such a big plus.

Nacia 12-10-2012 08:23 AM

mirror prides

the mirror
that shines
an image of mine
cares a lot
of times
to describe me
as I
and rise
against a background
of light
and stride

the mirror
that might
silhouette my
in dignity
my way
to believing
I am eyes
to a world that guides
in honesties
and wise

Ollzie 12-10-2012 06:51 PM


in the fair
and cruel
looking glass

vivid dreams
are shattered,
hideous waste

one's appearance
is the deadly killer
of smiles

self hate is
a glance in the mirror

Quetzalcoatl 12-16-2012 05:20 PM

Something More?

This is a mirror,
But is that all?
Is it simply a looking glass,
Hung on the wall?

Or is it something more?
Something exciting or fun?
Once I step through,
Have my adventures begun?

Maybe I'll be a gallant knight,
Or I just might be a king.
Perhaps the court jester?
I could be anything.

Anything I want,
An eagle, or a falcon.
Or how about a billy goat
At the top of the mountain?

I think I'll be a dragon,
Fierce and breathing fire.
Even better, a robot!
That way I'll never tire.

I attempt to dive through,
Ready to explore,
Completely forgetting
This mirror's on a door

The door swings open,
The mirror falls
I guess it was nothing,
But a mirror after all.

Now my hands and knees
Are scratched and cut
And all I really got
Was seven years bad luck.

KBR 12-16-2012 06:48 PM

God's Mirror
a shooting star moved slowly across
a black new moon
and the milky way, thick with stars
as gentle ripples moved across the high mountain lake

"Hello Again."
came out of the dark
as a man's face showed up among the stars
shoulder length silver flowed over his mantle
clean faced
but no longer young

a fox with her kits rustled in the bushes nearby
"Hooo Hooo" cut the stillness but faded into the thick wood and deep shade
"Indeed, Who?" came the thoughtful reply
a quiet wing took flight
and a high quick squeak was snuffed out

"Who can see the Face of God without seeing too much of their own?"
"I am not the man I thought I was."
a long pause was filled with the stealthily movement of white tail deer
"A litany of my failings does neither of us justice."
"Everyone looks to Heaven and shakes their fist."

"I speak this way, through the mirror,"
"because I know the other fellow I see is more to blame than you for life gone wrong."
"After all these years, I'd hoped to see your face in the heavens."
a wisp of low cloud caught a breeze and briefly covered the stars
"But I only ever see me and the clear night sky, and I wonder."

"Is this beautiful silence an answer?"

Markinwords33 12-22-2012 03:00 PM

The Room in Friday's Mess
In the mirror was a room living in Friday's mess
Neglected and left in disarray

His moment of happiness.

There were toys and games and photos in frames
Strewn out across the floor.

Reminders of times in years gone by
Of what he came here for.

But the mirror went unnoticed, watching from the wall

As he ‘collected’ or ‘discarded’, ‘left alone’ or ‘Put aside’
Until no longer curious, no need for anything more.

In a sudden glance;

He turned and saw the mirror
He couldn't take his eyes away
The detail, design, and cracks in the frame
The reflection in shades of dirt and grime

In silence,
He knew so much and ‘so much’ knew him.

Then he left the room never to be seen again.

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