Sweet Hermione




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Winners of the September contest: 
First place: Smoky 
Second place: Sweet Hermione 
Third place: Cotos/Sofie 

Hello everybody and welcome to a new English Poetry Contest! 
This challenge will be organized every month, by Marlie (Child of the other side) and Charlotte (Sweet Hermione). 

The idea is very simple. We decide the subject, you write the poem. (And of course, we’ll try to make an entry as well.) This can be anything that’s inspiring; another poem, a lyric, a title, a picture, a word, etc. We’ll try to vary the subject as much as possible. 


Every participant has to maintain the following rules 

- You are not allowed to write more than one poem per contest 
- The poem must be yours 
- The poem must have something to do with the subject. Please write a few words above/below your poem to tell us a little about it (just like you usually do) 
- Don’t comment on other people, you can do that via the pb-button or during the voting 
- Don’t make your poem too long, 5 pages about one subject is boring 
- Let someone beta it. There are many beta-readers on HPF and Cotos, TONKS and SH are willing to assist people who do want to compete but are not that good in English. With the right words your poem reads a lot easier. Don’t be ashamed just pb 
- You must send your poem to SH or to Cotos; you’re no longer allowed to post it by yourself 

About the voting. 

- Don’t vote for yourself nor before SH / Cotos give permission. If you do your vote won't count 
- Explain with more then 15 words why you’ve chosen a certain poem. “I love it” won’t do 
- You only have three votes. The first vote will be 3 points, the second vote 2 points, and your last vote will be 1 point. We will count all these points per person. The three poets with the most points are the winners. Please, place these votes in the same post and think before you make a choice, we don’t appreciate cheaters 
- You have to vote before the given date, if you cast your vote later it doesn’t count



Well, those were the rules and now the most important part; PRIZES! 

1st place - 40 sickles 
2nd place - 30 sickles 
3rd place - 20 sickles 

No one can win the first price more than 3 times in a row. If so, SH / Cotos will decide what to do. I hope you all understand why we do this. 


Since the previous subject was so immensely popular, we’ve chosen something easier this time. A very random word: winter. 
You can do whatever you like (prepare for the usual speech); you can write about what feelings winter gives you: you can use the word in a sentence, as a title, etc. Any way is fine. 

Please send your poem between the 5th and the 26th of October. 
And you can vote between the 27th and 2nd (24.00) of November. 


We wish everybody good luck and lots of fun. If you have any suggestions, tips, notes or ideas; feel free to use the lovely pb-button, it’s begging to be pushed. 

Charlotte (Sweet Hermione) and Marlie (Cotos).


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Sweet Hermione




1st poem:

The moment you left 
When I lost you 
Winter has begun 

Your theft 
My stolen heart 
I confess, you won 

A cold feeling inside 
Emptiness 
I’m fading away 

My soul died 
Living on raw emotions 
Can’t find a way


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Sweet Hermione




2nd poem:

This heartbeat 
Going faster and faster 
With the music 
Of the wind 

Frozen lips 
Waiting for you 
My breath taken away 
Without words 

Cold air around us 
But warmth between us 
A single look 
A single touch 

Coldness can’t touch us 


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Sweet Hermione




3rd poem:

A Nostalgic Winter 

The whole street 
covered in snow 
Pure white. 
No footsteps. 

We go outside, 
together. 
Never knowing 
What's coming our way 

Everlasting fun 
Untill the darkness comes 
Coming home, dressed like a snowman 
It's cold.


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Sweet Hermione




4th poem:

Winter 

Little hands against the window 
Eyes staring wide 
In your eyes the world is changing 
You will explore new things and I will soon take you outside 

Questions errupt, cute as they are 
Where does it come from? Can I taste? 
You babble non-stop, taking it in in surprise 
Mummy, when I touch it, will it be erased? 

I take you by the hand and lead you out 
And soon white flakes crown your dark hair 
You sure look like an angel, curious and sweet 
Big, blue eyes twinkling as you adore and stare 

Carefully you aproach the street 
Crunching snow under your feet as you do 
Then you run back at me, cling to me as though afraid 
Don't worry my child, it's only winter greeting you 


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Sweet Hermione




5th poem:

Snowy portraits, overwhelming meal, 
yes, all of it seems so utterly nice. 
Somehow contradicting my heart of steel, 
this warmth I wear only equals disguise. 

Hidden in wrapping paper, dozens of presents 
how could I ever desire more. 
Yet I don’t like this turn of events, 
makes me feel nothing but sore. 

These bruises and scars aren’t fading, 
unbearable coldness touches my defense. 
On my mind this silence we’re trading 
dreaming of future, so intense. 

These black thoughts of mine, used to be a crime 
but right now I know, to me it’s clear. 
I guess I’ll be enjoying one more time 
a not so merry Christmas and an unhappy new year.


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Sweet Hermione




6th poem:

Winter has come 

I walk through a white dream 
An icy wind caresses my face 
Softly 
Slowly, it freezes my tears 
It freezes my pain 
I inhale the cool air 
And I smile 

Winter has come 
To warm my heart


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Sweet Hermione




7th poem:

This poem is about the affection of girl for a boy.
She was very used to him, but later, she discovered she found him attractive. But the boy already settled down.

Season’s change

Meltdown lured and stepped
out the joy. Of translated
icicles, or just the same...
Shooting paralells from nails:
blue flame – never right
When loving fails

Lady Summer takes his
legs. Chuckles in the pool
of infinity in warmth
‘Embrassez-moi, crowned cool,’
she merely breathed.
Mary Jane’s smile for death

Autumn leaves strokes a cliché-
like gingertail, she’s care
Hell, what happened to a 
dancing pair? Strike in
craving, swearing

no bitter love despair.


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child of the other side




Tring, tring. It's voting time!

About the voting 
- Explain with more then 15 words why you’ve chosen a certain poem. “I love it” won’t do 
- You only have three votes. The first vote will be 3 points, the second vote 2 points, and your last vote will be 1 point. We will count all these points per person. The three poets with the most points are the winners. Please, place these votes in the same post and think before you make a choice, we don’t appreciate cheaters 
- You have to vote before the given date, if you cast your vote later it doesn’t count 
How to vote: 

My first/second/third vote goes to poem number: 
Because: 


You can vote between the 28th and 3rd (24.00 h.) Good luck with voting everyone. 


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Mariky




My first vote goes to poem number: 5
Because: The vocabulary in this poem is really pretty. Véry pretty (: I like the end really much. It make me laugh and it is original, not cliché xD Yes, nice poem ^^ 

My second vote goes to poem number: 4
Because: I really like the poem. It's cute and not to difficult to read. And it's about a child and i really like that ^^

My third vote goes to poem number: 1
Because: I don't know exactly why, but i really like the way it's written. There's very much emotion in it and i think that's beautiful (:


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Sofie




It's been a while since I voted but let's make a change there. I really hope this business can become a little more active again - 7 poems is at least better than 4 (I think, in the previous challenge?)! So I'm hoping many people will vote.. C'mon folks!

My first vote goes to poem number: 7
Because: Well.. 7 is my lucky/favorite number? Lol. No. I'm in love with it. This poem is just - made of win. I love 'when loving fails', ''embrassez-moi, crowned cool,' she merely breathed' and the very last words 'no bitter love despair'. I am in love yet again!

My second vote goes to poem number: 1
Because: This isn't the most complex poem with the most difficult vocabulary, but I love it anyway. Less is more.. I love the interpretation of the word Winter, not just the season but the coldness and all behind it. 'Your theft my stolen heart I confess, you won' - that part is brilliant!

My third vote goes to poem number: 4
Because: Big, fancy vocabulary. I also like the way 'Winter' is used here. Yup, lovely! 'It's only winter greeting you' is so adorable btw. Cute!

That was all! Good luck everyone =D


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Patricia




Well, because there aren't many votes yet, and because I read Sweet Hermione's beg in the Nu-thread, I looked for this thread, and I love it
I haven't been here before (shame on me), but I will defenetly come here more often.

Anyway, my votes:
My first vote goes to poem 4, Winter
It is well written, and it isn't a standard poem. The story itself is also very good. I liked to read it.

My seccond vote goes to poem 3, A Nostalgic Winter 
I really like the form of the poem, that's really the style I like. You've made it very nice to read. I really like the mistery in it.

my third, and last vote goes to poem 6, Winter had come
I like that it's not abab, if you know what I mean. They style is lovely, and I really like the Winter has come.. To warm my heart at the end. Keep up the good work!


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child of the other side




Okay, time's up and we have a definite winner.


1st place winner is; poem 4 – Mrs Jessica Black
2nd place winners are; poem 1 – Justintime, poem 5 – Sofie and poem 7 – Sweet Hermione

The second place winners will all receive 25 sickles. We combined the second and the third place so (30+20)/2= 25.
Congrats everyone. The new challenge will be opened asap.


Poem 2 – Catie
Poem 3 – Hippogriefje 
Poem 6 – Loesewies Boterslag


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