Competition: A Penny for Your Poem

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A Penny for Your Poem

The war has ended, and Tarentum's forces head back to their headquarters. You are done, for now, and have a bit of a respite. As you grab a drink or a sandwich in the nearest eatery, you are asked to regale the clan on your tales against the Collective. Without pause, you stand, clear your throat, and recite some of the best verse to be heard to this day.

Write a poem in limerick style with at least one stanza and a max of five stanzas telling of your character's personal wins and woes from the GJW XII. If you are not as familiar with limerick style, you may submit haiku or simple rhyme patterns.

Grading will be based on humor/story-telling, relation to GJW events, and poetic style, in that order.

Competition Information
Organized by
Seer Xolarin
Running time
2017-12-09 until 2017-12-23 (15 days)
Target Unit
Clan Tarentum
Competition Type
Poetry
Awards
Third Level Crescents
Participants
10 subscribers, of which 7 have participated.
Results
1st place
Joe Durham
Member
Joe Durham
Textual submission

Another war has come and gone,
Another hero made
Reminisce the tale of Joe Durham
And his deeds in the space battle
Over Nancora

A fighter pilot he was
Of a T70 X Wing
Tasked with destroying the
Collective flagship Skylla

Left and right his comrades
Went to a fiery grave
The last fighter of the squadron he was
He called on the Force and destroyed it’s shield generator
But not even the force could save his fighter

Crash landed he did
On the surface of Nancora
Just in time to see the Iron Navy
Send the Skylla to an early grave

Placement
1st place
Member
Minister Cor-Hatha Vow
Textual submission

Continence lies in aids artificial
Tubes feeding compounds nutritial
So when ships endure bumps
Thanadd braces with stumps
And accident logs aren't official

Placement
2nd place
3rd place
Dain Cathis
Member
Dain Cathis
Textual submission

Looks like the war is over.
Meanwhile, I was barely sober.
Hanging in a cantina.
While my clansmen were in the arena.
Perhaps I should get out of bed.

Placement
3rd place
Member
Sala Fe
Textual submission

Their blood was metallic and icky
Making his clothes all sticky
Their organs were swell
And Sammy did things that will send him to hell

Placement
No placement
Member
Frosty Romanae Tarentae
Textual submission

- Tales of Frosty, the duelist -

Frosty, what great stuff warrior
Did just few things but gorier
Beat like thirty great men
Face a girl in the final round then
Just to become a pitiful silver nova carrier

Placement
No placement
Member
Scion Tarentae
Textual submission

There once was a 'lord from the Castle
For whom all this war was a hassle.
The others left home, and him all alone
He gave the Collective a pass(le).

Placement
No placement
Member
Magik
Textual submission

Declaring war on The Collective
Operations on Nancora Prime were selective
Tarentum forces led the way in battle
The Collective were slaughtered like cattle
Warrior Magik a selected operative

Placement
No placement