Mar 5, 2012
When boredom sets in at 2:30 in the morning, we write poems or make Facebook pages. This morning, we did both. Like sundaynightat8 on Facebook.
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When boredom sets in at 2:30 in the morning, we write poems or make Facebook pages. This morning, we did both. Like sundaynightat8 on Facebook.
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WINNER!
This Sunday comes bearing gifts! One of our poems, Relative (which was originally posted here), won a poetry contest hosted by poet Elisabeth Pfeffer.
From sundaynightat8, we are happy that a poem hosted by this blog had the chance to not only enter a contest such as this, but we are also thrilled that it was a winner.
From me (Jamie), I couldn't be more excited. This is the first contest of this sort I've ever entered, and it is a real pleasure to see my work appreciated by so many.
So, congratulations to the other winners, and be sure to check out tonight's poems, which feature the return of one of our other writers/fellow admins, as well as something special from me!
Tonight's Sunday poems are a bit special, the first poem in particular. I talked to my sister earlier this week, and I told her I'd write her a poem for this blog. She said she'd rather me surprise her with a poem, but over the week, I didn't get any inspiration towards a poem for her, so I ended up writing two poems about my love life, at the moment. Selfish, yeah?
But Sunday morning, I woke up and saw that my sister was sad. She posted something negative about a boy on Tumblr, and the moment I saw it I wanted to cheer her up. And then the words started forming together, and I wrote my beautiful baby sister, Karly, a poem that I hope will cheer her up. This is your surprise.
This next poem is for you, Karly.
p.s. I cried when I wrote this. Smile :)
Work in Progress
I've decided that weekly updates on my main project are just going to clog dashboards and piss people off, so I will say this: it is a work in progress, and I intend on working on it for most of next semester. Apart from that, I'm not going to be doing weekly check-ins, but I'll still be posting poems and stuff every weekend. Plus, Erin will be here doing her thing.
Also, while you're here, go ahead and check out the older posts on the blog, there are some real gems in there:
I thought I was done with this Heartache
Grant
I Need a Minute
Peace of Mind
Angry Poems
Deny
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Shameless Self-Promotion
While you're here, follow my creative writing blog, sundaynightat8. It's got angry poems, sad poems, poems by erinwalker, song lyrics, and short stories (coming soon). So go check it out if you're interested.
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