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Windruffles yawned, the day had once again started well with a cup of chai and a crisp spring breeze on a sunny morning. She lay in the window seat and daydreamed about someday meeting Windsinger, and would he like her poetry?

Suddenly she popped up and looked around. "Oh dear, what time is it? It's the last day of Mistral Jamboree and the Poetry Contest! I should be there working on the final entries and get ready for judging!"

The wind teased her fur and wings as she took in the next batch of entries and thanked each poet for their participation.

"Glad you could get in your entries! Today is the last day for us! Good luck!"

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I'll just get you gang added to ping lists and the entries list as well now. You can all update your Security Badges now, at least up to this point. :-) There's plenty of time to get into another category if you haven't done them all already!

[i]Ping Ping Ping goes the bell. Waiting for someone to answer. Judges: @s0leil @Paintminion @Milohilay @BrookInTheMeadow [/i] [b]FR Player Name:[/b] Juri01 [b]FR Player ID#:[/b] 111431 [b]Dragon Poet's Name:[/b] Zayin [b]Dragon Poet's ID#:[/b] 40410352 [b]Dragon Poet Image:[/b] [center][url=http://flightrising.com/main.php?dragon=40410352] [img]http://flightrising.com/rendern/350/404104/40410352_350.png[/img] [/url][/center] Zayin approached the desk, all alone for a change. His bright friend was still cheesed with the poet and wanted to sulk a bit longer in their tent. There was nothing that’d snap Crevan out of it right now; so Zayin decided to have a look at the other poets amazing writings and broaden his mind. But first, he had to turn in those final scrolls at the desk! [b]“These should be my final entries for the contest. Thank you very much for your help during this whole process! I really appreciate it. … and sorry for my friends’ behavior, he can be intense sometimes. But he means well!”[/b] [center][img]https://s28.postimg.cc/90g803cod/Hor-divider-640.png[/img][/center] [b]Entry Category:[/b] If Windsinger... [b]Entry Title:[/b] A graceful melody [b]Entry: [/b] When the sun rises in the early dawn, and skies were lit with gold, The vortex teases passer-by, whose journeys just unfold. When the morning breeze blows strong, HE softly spoke to me, The wind chime played the sweetest song, a graceful melody: If Windsinger were my friend... I’d hear those sweet chimes, welcome a new life! I’d watch the playful kites, dancing through the skies. I’d smell the fresh bamboo, framing the luscious fields view. I’d feel the gentle gusts, in whose support we put our trust. I’d taste the buzzing excitement, while travelers break out of confinement. If Windsinger were my friend, I’d close my eyes and wished; that all my life his gentle winds would carry me across the air, would carry me to ‘[i]everywhere[/i]’! [center][img]https://s28.postimg.cc/90g803cod/Hor-divider-640.png[/img][/center] [b]Entry Category:[/b] Anything goes [b]Entry Title:[/b] A writer's love [b]Entry: [/b] He loves the written word; his soul and body drenched in it. Watching through the half closed door, to see his passion streaming from the mind and heart to his fingertips, Manifesting on piles of paper. Addicted to the silent scribbling noise of pen on paper. The sight of him caught inside his own thoughts, a vast, infinite network of ideas, overflowing with creativity. His gift is in charge of him. He is a lover, a writer drunken with the world of ink. Hiding those powerful words inside, words yet to be discovered, that will develop into a sentence, into a paragraph, into a story, into a world.

[i]Ping Ping Ping goes the bell. Waiting for someone to answer. Judges: @s0leil @Paintminion @Milohilay @BrookInTheMeadow [/i] [b]FR Player Name:[/b] Dil [b]FR Player ID#:[/b] 261317 [b]Dragon Poet's Name:[/b] Baileys [b]Dragon Poet's ID#:[/b] 26352699 [b]Dragon Poet Image:[/b] [url=http://flightrising.com/main.php?dragon=26352699] [img]http://flightrising.com/rendern/350/263527/26352699_350.png[/img] [/url] [b]Entry Category:[/b] Haiku [b]Entry Title:[/b] Everlasting [b]Entry:[/b] We met in garden In full bloom. Now waiting you Under the leaf fall. ----- Just hope that I correctly counted the syllables in the words. English isn't my forte~ ^___^'

[i]Ping Ping Ping goes the bell. Waiting for someone to answer. Judges: @s0leil @Paintminion @Milohilay @BrookInTheMeadow [/i] This poem is written from the POV of Verline, a somewhat introverted dreamer who has always wanted to become a real explorer but is held back by her fears. [b]FR Player Name:[/b] MarinaQuakenbush [b]FR Player ID#:[/b] 328338 [b]Dragon Poet's Name:[/b] Verline [b]Dragon Poet's ID#:[/b] 42079802 [b]Dragon Poet Image: [/b] [url=http://flightrising.com/main.php?dragon=42079802] [img]http://flightrising.com/rendern/350/420799/42079802_350.png[/img] [/url] [b]Entry Category:[/b] If Windsinger... [b]Entry Title:[/b] The Strength of the Wind [b]Entry: [/b] Elevations I could reach Hidden paths I could find If my iron-walled fears were breached I'd leave them far behind To push my dreams to action Stop sighing at day's end I know I'd be braver, if by a fraction If Windsinger were my friend

[i]Ping Ping Ping goes the bell. Waiting for someone to answer. Judges: @s0leil @Paintminion @Milohilay @BrookInTheMeadow [/i] [b]FR Player Name:[/b] YanderePower [b]FR Player ID#:[/b] 319188 [b]Dragon Poet's Name:[/b] Mergo [b]Dragon Poet's ID#:[/b] 46920529 [b]Dragon Poet Image: [/b] [url=http://flightrising.com/main.php?dragon=46920529] [img]http://flightrising.com/rendern/350/469206/46920529_350.png[/img] [/url] [b]Entry Category:[/b] Anything Goes [b]Entry Title:[/b] Chains [b]Entry: [/b] They bind me tightly against the corner of the small cellar. Depriving me of spirit, energy, warmth. Heavy, rusty chains, Hanging from the perpetual shadows above, Sprouting from the void beneath my aching frame Where I struggle with despairing silence. There was a time, long, long ago Back when I hadn’t yet met lust and love, Back when I was still able to dream. It remains a distant memory Slowly fading with the amplitude of time, Gradually pulling away from my empty grasp. I hear a sound. The first in many eons to penetrate the everlasting stillness. An indescribable symphony of vibrations, A chanting chorus of muffled voices. It resonates, and my heart beats along in sync with its rhythm. A melody of hope - or perhaps only longing. That tune, it will not stop. As the world gets brighter, the ticking of the clock becomes insignificant. Has the angel spared me from this cursed reality? I feel the barrier breaking down, shattering. The tugging at the edge of my consciousness awakens my senses. A twinkle of faith, embedded within memories past, floats free at last. Pulled out from under the snaking tendrils of metal, I savour the feeling of freedom. Released from the confines of the suffocating room, Joy and Euphoria are constant companions. Open to this world of infinite choices, I am consumed with yearning and greed. Others in my world come and go. But the dissonant tune remains. Sometimes the gentle yet quick flow of a brook, Otherwise a fleeting cacophony of noise. Speaking to me, trying to convey meaning. I immerse myself in its tune, lacking understanding. There came a day when all came to an abrupt, sickening, halt. My mind spins, my vision reels. Empty thoughts, empty emotions, all tumble together into chaos. I am engulfed once more in the freezing silence. I open my eyes at last. I am in chains. I was never free.

[i]Ping Ping Ping goes the bell. Waiting for someone to answer. Judges: @s0leil @Paintminion @Milohilay @BrookInTheMeadow [/i] @Oranitha Lol sorry! Just had to write a kind-of non-syllable counting hybrid limerick XD And hope you got the wind bomb, but if you haven't yet, I'm just so honored by the poem you wrote me and haven't had much time but will mount a response to your previous message as well. I wish I could write something as nice for you but I am worried I will fail. I love the other poems you've written for this contest as well. Keep being awesome! [b]FR Player Name:[/b] MarinaQuakenbush [b]FR Player ID#:[/b] 328338 [b]Dragon Poet's Name:[/b] Letheo [b]Dragon Poet's ID#:[/b] 35060456 [b]Dragon Poet Image: [/b] [url=http://flightrising.com/main.php?dragon=35060456] [img]http://flightrising.com/rendern/350/350605/35060456_350.png[/img] [/url] [b]Entry Category:[/b] Poem to a Friend [b]Entry Title:[/b] The Sort of Limerick You Never Asked For [b]Entry: [/b] There once was an epic series called Abarat Which featured an abundance of terry cats. A girl named Candy Whose life is anything but dandy Gets chased around by a man with seven hats. How could I know how this obscure book would grow Spark connections and friendships that were real and not show. I too find it hard to keep up Since real life always seems to disrupt But hope to meet you again under the sun's golden glow. What you contribute to this site is really impressive Your talented writing, art, dream thread, oops I'm waxing excessive Anyways, you're really awesome And your kindness blossoms Inspires others to create, share, discover, and be expressive

[i]Ping Ping Ping goes the bell. Waiting for someone to answer. Judges: @s0leil @Paintminion @Milohilay @BrookInTheMeadow [/i] [b]FR Player Name:[/b] tigressRising [b]FR Player ID#:[/b] 169234 [b]Dragon Poet's Name:[/b] Bonfire [b]Dragon Poet's ID#:[/b] 16086228 [b]Dragon Poet Image: [/b] [url=http://flightrising.com/main.php?dragon=16086228] [img]http://flightrising.com/rendern/350/160863/16086228_350.png[/img] [/url] [b]Entry Category:[/b] The Season's POV [b]Entry Title:[/b] Spring's Glad to See You [b]Entry: [/b] Hello dear! How are you? Are you glad to see me too? For months things have been cold and bleak, But now through soil green buds do peak As I send the sun to warm the earth, And give nature a new rebirth. People venture back outside Out from their homes where they did hide And joy and praises the people sing In honor of me, the season Spring.

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[i]Ping Ping Ping goes the bell. Waiting for someone to answer. Judges: @s0leil @Paintminion @Milohilay @BrookInTheMeadow [/i] [b]FR Player Name:[/b] tigressRising [b]FR Player ID#:[/b] 169234 [b]Dragon Poet's Name:[/b] Bonfire [b]Dragon Poet's ID#:[/b] 16086228 [b]Dragon Poet Image: [/b] [url=http://flightrising.com/main.php?dragon=16086228] [img]http://flightrising.com/rendern/350/160863/16086228_350.png[/img] [/url] [b]Entry Category:[/b] Poem to a Friend [b]Entry Title:[/b] Dear Sister [b]Entry: [/b] My little sister, Once we were bitter rivals, Now we are best friends. You have so many talents, I know you will become great. A tanka dedicated to my sister, @Kyrianian (even if she isn't active on FR anymore).

[i]Ping Ping Ping goes the bell. Waiting for someone to answer. Judges: @s0leil @Paintminion @Milohilay @BrookInTheMeadow [/i] [b]FR Player Name:[/b] AshuriiAkemi [b]FR Player ID#:[/b] #229496 [b]Dragon Poet's Name:[/b] Feyre [b]Dragon Poet's ID#:[/b] #48931851 [b]Dragon Poet Image: [/b] [center][url=http://flightrising.com/main.php?dragon=48931851] [img]http://flightrising.com/rendern/350/489319/48931851_350.png[/img] [/url][/center] [b]Entry Category:[/b] Friendship Haiku [b]Entry Title:[/b] Everything [b]Entry: [/b] [indent]Friendship is found in the one person who sticks with you through everything.[/indent] [b]Entry Category:[/b] Autumn and Spring [b]Entry Title:[/b] Mirrors [b]Entry:[/b] [indent]Brother and sister, the seasons of autumn and spring, together yet apart - seen by most as opposites, opposing forces in the weather of Sornieth. But in truth, one will find that they are mirrors; Autumn takes her time in the changing of leaves, watching them fall in red-brown swirls to the earth; She cools the wind, brings relief from summer and the relentless heat of the sun. She is not a harbinger of death - she simply prepares the earth so that it is ready to be reborn when Spring comes. After Autumn has ushered in the cold and dark of winter, putting the earth to sleep for a season, her brother Spring takes his place and readies the world for her yearly rebirth. He takes the barren trees and paints them hale and green, draws back to life the flowers glistening with dew and makes them into rainbows. His breath warms the wind, easing the last bite of winter and its bitter chill away. Without one, the balance would be lost. Without both, the earth would wither and die. In the end, they are mirrors: each preparing the world for the other.[/indent] [b]Entry Category:[/b] The Season's POV [b]Entry Title:[/b] Persephone [b]Entry:[/b] [indent]we are one and the same, he and i; my chilling breath is his warm breeze, my wilting flowers are his blooms, my fallen leaves are his new growths. i ready the world for winter, and he rescues it from bitterness and icy winds and snowstorms. it's funny how he always gets more credit than i do, when what he does would not be possible without me. we are like persephone, bound to our duties. i tasted the sweet fruit and was stolen away, locked up during winter. my brother is her triumphant return in springtime, a goddess in bloom. perhaps it is not fair, but it is.[/indent] [b]Entry Category:[/b] If Windsinger... [b]Entry Title:[/b] Windsinger's Friend [b]Entry:[/b] [indent]If Windsinger were my friend, my Jamboree would never end, and all the time I'd have to spend within the wind would lift me up. If Windsinger were my friend, I would not have to pretend that the garden that I tend chimed with windsong day and night. If Windsinger were my friend, to the skies we would ascend, and all the clouds we would bend in search of rainbows. If Windsinger were my friend, I'd know I could transcend above the boundaries of the end of the known world. If Windsinger were my friend, to the end I would defend this friendship, a godsend in quite a literal sense. If Windsinger were my friend, and this poem that I penned, never were to end I would be glad.[/indent] [b]Entry Category:[/b] Poem to a Friend [b]Entry Title:[/b] For @toxicToxophilite [b]Entry:[/b] [indent]the passage of time is a funny thing, you go from strangers to best friends within the span of months; you share your voices and your muses, your writing and your art, you share until there are no secrets left between you. it doesn't seem to matter if you have a falling out or fall out of contact; the moment you meet again in the vastness of the world the connection you shared snaps back into place like it was never gone. it doesn't matter whether times are tough or things are strained because at the end of the day i know - i will always be your friend, and you will always be mine.[/indent] [b]Entry Category:[/b] Anything Goes [b]Entry Title:[/b] gods and myths [b]Entry:[/b] [indent]we are not gods, but we know them. we are not myths, but we feel them in our bones. i am not medusa, but i know how it feels to be punished for a crime i didn’t commit. i know how it feels to be subjugated and forced and hated. athena changed her from a mortal beauty into something hideous, and in doing so gave her power. i am not medusa, but i know her gaze of stone and i am not afraid. i am not arachne, but i know what jealousy tastes of. i know how it feels to be put down, to have my greatest pride shamed. arachne died in shame, but her sorrow was not punishment enough. she was turned into a spider to spin web for all of eternity. i am not arachne, but my spine is made of her silk, and i will not bow. i am not pandora, but i know how it feels to be shaped into something and used. she opened her pithos, and they called her evil. but she was only doing what men and gods created her to do. i am not pandora, but i know the warmth of the hope she kept and how fragile it is. so, you see, we are not gods, or myths, or stories. we contain their essence, we know them bone-deep, because every woman has suffered through her own story. we aren’t grand enough to have tales told of us for millennia to come. most of us are lucky to be remembered while we are still alive. but in our hearts beat the hearts of those that came before, and we know them, because when we cried no one else would answer.[/indent]