Entries in the prose/poetry section were not as numerous as I had hoped, but of a uniformly high standard. And after serious reflection, illiquid and otherwise, I have decided on a winner.
5th Place went to the pithy Syllabified Lullaby by NoIdea:
How to register such disgust in verse?
You would have thought ‘twas obvious
Seems verily ‘tis not so
This ode growth is so slow
No slick words will slide forth
My rage its might will yet dwarf
All words spoken or yet to be read
Of the blog that is worse than dead
4th place went to Auralian with his marvellous DEDUCkTED:
When I went to the club to laugh and joke with friends last night,
I wasn’t very pleased to find the doors were sealed up tight.
The doormen didn’t know me and, when I gave them my name,
They shrugged and said that someone else had staked a prior claim.
I find I’ve been unpersoned by some silly software quirk,
So now I must be FredNurk2 instead of plain FredNurk.
And I am quite astonished on re-entering the hall
To find there is but little room left for debate at all.
Now quacks from Indonesia can rule the roost it seems,
And drown out commonsense entire with their deluded memes.
Such careless words and careless thoughts have little power to move;
If some spoke less and thought much more, the discourse might improve.
But Disqus binds discourse alas and so constrains debate,
The spark has been extinguished; sullen silence is my fate.
Izen supplied a very succinct haiku which I’ve awarded 3rd place:
Plain blog, complex posts.
Flame wars, clones disrupt, response?
It must be disqust!
Runner-up honours went to a pair of rhymes by Fenbeagle, who illustrated his work:
I would not flog
this DT blog
(a dead horse comes to mind)
by comments rude
on posts too hard to find
Or (showing a remarkable disregard for the brief)….
A greeny is a meany
of that there is no doubt
They wish for us to suffer
while they do nowt but shout
And the winner of the Express Your Disqust Writing Competition
The envelope please… thank you James…
goes to Insomniac Revelations, once again by our own NoIdea:
Nightmares, but not in sleep
Somehow still there, concrete
Flashing words, Insane blurs
Weeping angel shadow eyes
The darkness bleeding silent lies
Daily morning exhausted defeat
Telegraph the pain, still no sleep
Battling again with the demon elite
The sword of truth, it cuts deep
Pagan decisions unraveled obscene
Blood oaths filthy sacrifices unseen
Pyramid perversions pension schemes
Ponzi unbridled greed green machines
Esoteric ancient knowledge
Gnostic bloody evil porridge
Vampiric lustful power leaches
Maggots within golden peaches
Luna mystery goddess bitch
Solar serpent no matter which
Veils of deception are shattered
Freedom and justice are what matter
The Sheppard is the wolf
A wolf that looks like a sheep
Many thanks to all who contributed. Congratulations NoIdea: if you could e-mail me your snail mail address, I’ll get your copy of Heaven And Earth off to you ASAP.
I’ll set up a poll for the short story section soon.