Blank Verse Poetry Contest
Poetry Contest
For this contest you are challenged to write a Blank Verse poem.
A blank verse poem is written without rhymes. It does have a set metrical pattern, usually iambic pentameter. But it is a flexible form that is often used in narrative and dramatic poetry. It was popularized by William Shakespeare.
Her ears hold hoops of silver, brass and beads
That fall below her raven hair in curls
And pouty lips of ruby red demand
The patron's secrets speak in whispered words
A ring of truth surrounds the lie she tells
That prompts the woolen man and linen girls
To seek her sultry voice that calms the heart
A crystal ball, a deck of cards, her trade
And gypsy eyes of blackened hues are sage
At times the tale she weaves becomes a fact
Despite the warning signs the wary keep
Her fingers finely etch the promise sought
By soft or calloused hands that open wide
With polished nails she strokes her velvet skirt
Her dress is opulent with swirls and pleats
Aromatic scents that float on streams of air
Like wisps of breath in passion's dream of sighs
Exotic candle light that softly glows
Completes the mystical look promised here
Her subtle movements stun and haunt the mind
They hypnotize her public night and day
While hearing echoes caused by twists with turns
A lesson taught by blood and blade now passed
- written by cheyennewy
The winner takes away a $100 cash prize. All writers will receive feedback for their submission.
Deadline: Contest is closed. Deadline was Wednesday, September 9, 2015.
Full Contest Listing
A blank verse poem is written without rhymes. It does have a set metrical pattern, usually iambic pentameter. But it is a flexible form that is often used in narrative and dramatic poetry. It was popularized by William Shakespeare.
Example
The Fortune Teller
She reads the lines of palms for golden coinsHer ears hold hoops of silver, brass and beads
That fall below her raven hair in curls
And pouty lips of ruby red demand
The patron's secrets speak in whispered words
A ring of truth surrounds the lie she tells
That prompts the woolen man and linen girls
To seek her sultry voice that calms the heart
A crystal ball, a deck of cards, her trade
And gypsy eyes of blackened hues are sage
At times the tale she weaves becomes a fact
Despite the warning signs the wary keep
Her fingers finely etch the promise sought
By soft or calloused hands that open wide
With polished nails she strokes her velvet skirt
Her dress is opulent with swirls and pleats
Aromatic scents that float on streams of air
Like wisps of breath in passion's dream of sighs
Exotic candle light that softly glows
Completes the mystical look promised here
Her subtle movements stun and haunt the mind
They hypnotize her public night and day
While hearing echoes caused by twists with turns
A lesson taught by blood and blade now passed
- written by cheyennewy
The winner takes away a $100 cash prize. All writers will receive feedback for their submission.
Deadline: Contest is closed. Deadline was Wednesday, September 9, 2015.
