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May 2013 Poetry Competition
Ocean, river, pond or stream,
WATER is the central theme.
“Water, water, every where,
And all the boards did shrink;
Water, water, every where,
Nor any drop to drink.”
The Rime of the Ancient Mariner by Samuel Taylor Coleridge
Entries by midnightish on Thursday 23 May
Thank you.
Pegasus (OZ’s Poetry Competition)
Wiki: Artist, Ian Hornak
Foaled in blood, and blessed with wings,
where’er he lights sweet water springs.
Thus, every ringing strike of hooves
his true Divinity he proves.
Henley the Bearded Dragon (Poetry Competition)
Wiki photo
Grey and pretty, frilled and scaled,
with blood around her head,
at first I couldn’t ascertain
if she were live or dead.
“Some bastard hit her”, I did cry,
“And left her on the road to die.”
A Short Extension (CW Competition)
The Creative Writing Competition deadline has been extended. The new deadline is:
Midnight on 9 May 2012.
As discussed on this thread, http://charioteers.org/2012/05/01/a-story, the competition will resume in September.
April CW Competition: reminder
G’day all
It doesn’t look at though anyone is inspired this month. Any stories out there?
In the Bleak Mid Winter: October Short Story
She sits in the armchair smoothing the worn fabric. There is an old key on the table. She focuses on the key, clears her mind of grief and allows the happiness to surface and grow like a flame. On this special anniversary, she is weaving magic in the moonlight, plaiting strands of memory to bring them back to her.
“I’ll see you tomorrow, my darling. Don’t be late!” He smiles, play growls, and kisses her enthusiastically.
“Easy tiger”, she teases. She watches him walk to the car and waves as he drives off. After she has locked the front door and put the key back on the table, she makes a fuss of Jed, tops up his water and climbs the stairs to bed.
Beyond the kissing gate, the gravestones are rimed with frost, glinting in the sunlight. Her dog looks handsome this morning, sporting a red kerchief and making the best of it. He would rather be about other business, but he keeps pace with her careful steps along the silver path, towards the church door.
Her bridegroom whispers, “You look beautiful, Mary, just like a snow queen.”
Photo Winner
Congratulations to Christopher for
Chez Liz
Poetry Winner
Congratulations to Bilby for
Sunshine
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