For the first time, a poem has appeared in one of the Bird Face series books! I got to thinking . . . if one of my characters writes poetry, maybe some of the series’ readers do—or would like to try. And if you haven’t read any of these novels, here’s an opportunity to win the very last one (and a personal favorite).
In honor of my poet-character and her work, I will give away one paperback copy of 3 Things to Forget to a U.S. winner OR one such ebook to a winner in the U.S. or elsewhere.
This is a competition rather than a random drawing, and I am the judge! I’ve always loved poetry, and if you’ve followed this blog for some time, you may already know that I enjoy Robert Frost, Henry Wadsworth Longfellow, and Alfred, Lord Tennyson.
To enter this competition, please comment on this blog post with a stanza or two of a poem you’ve written. It doesn’t have to rhyme, but I’ll admit I prefer rhyme. Easily guessed by looking at my favorite poets.
A few other things contestants should know:
Around 100 words will do. Although your work is copyrighted the moment it is published, even online, I respect your desire to protect your work. You don’t need to provide a whole poem. (Unless 100 words is the whole poem!) Just try to wow me or move me with the first lines, or your favorite lines, of your poem.
I will not extract and use your work. Remember, YOU choose to publish it in a comment if you wish to enter the competition. But this blog post will be shared by me and by others.
I will research your selection and will disqualify plagiarized work or previously published work (in print), even if it is yours.
If any subject matter and/or theme is of a sexual or graphically violent nature, would promote illegal activity, or would be inappropriate for children under 18, the comment/poetry will not be accepted.
This contest ends at 11:59 P.M. Central Standard Time, December 15, 2018.
I look forward to reading your poetry!
Bird Face Wendy 
All numbers do us define
A mark, a stain , a sign
Of who we are
And what we’ll be
Of all that comprises
And compromises me
So quietly
I return on bended knee
To the Trinity
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Thank you for participating, Carlo. Your poem is infused with meaning that reached out to me. Be sure to follow this blog or check after December 15 to find out the winner.
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I received only three entries, but they are all stellar! Each deserves a prize. I have chosen chasingintrospection’s poem (and it doesn’t even rhyme!) as the first place winner. The other two contestants win the ebook. That includes you! All contestants, please go to my website, cynthiattoney.com (be sure to include the middle T), then to the tab “About Me” in the menu, and then to the “Contact” form. Carlo Corbo, please send me your email address.
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Hi all! This seems awesome! Here is a new poem. Let me know what you all think!
My Dearest Maiden,
Bring your fears to me.
All your sorrows,
all your joys,
lay them at My feet.
My touch may be strong.
It may leave a burning sting.
But I promise,
I promise, love,
It’s worth everything.
You won’t know ever
just what I have in store.
But trust me,
I’ll fulfill
your needs and more.
Trust me.
– The Maiden’s Letter
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Can’t wait to see what you all come up with!
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Thank you for this lovely original piece, Sara Francis.
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I received only three entries, but they are all stellar! Each deserves a prize. I have chosen chasingintrospection’s poem (and it doesn’t even rhyme!) as the first place winner. The other two contestants win the ebook. That includes you! All contestants, please go to my website, cynthiattoney.com (be sure to include the middle T), then to the tab “About Me” in the menu, and then to the “Contact” form. Sara Francis, please send me your email address.
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I have lived a thousand lifetimes
Since that selfish girl in pink
Inhabited my skin.
A have aged a million years
in the time it took
for you to get to me.
Eyebrows knit
like an autumn sweater,
Lips curled like my hair in
the rain.
I smell soap on your skin
and for once I do not run.
I let you take my hand.
I let you kiss my sinful fingertips.
This is what it means to be healed.
This is what it means to be forgiven.
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Thank you for this sharing your emotions through this touching poem. Please check back after Dec. 15.
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I received only three entries, but they are all stellar! Each deserves a prize. I have chosen chasingintrospection’s poem (and it doesn’t even rhyme!) as the first place winner. The other two contestants win the ebook. Chasingintrospection, please go to my website, cynthiattoney.com (be sure to include the middle T), then to the tab “About Me” in the menu, and then to the “Contact” form. Send me either a U.S. mailing address to receive a paperback or a Kindle address for an ebook. If you choose to receive the ebook, please follow the instructions I send you. Congratulations!
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I received only three entries, but they are all stellar! Each deserves a prize. I have chosen chasingintrospection’s poem (and it doesn’t even rhyme!) as the first place winner. If you have a U.S. mailing address, the choice is a paperback or ebook of 3 Things to Forget. The other two contestants win the ebook. All contestants, please go to my website, cynthiattoney.com (be sure to include the middle T), then to the tab “About Me” in the menu, and then to the “Contact” form. Chasingintrospection, please send me a U.S. mailing address or email address. Carlo Corbo and Sara Francis, please send me your email addresses.
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