Challenge #Four

This is it Ladies, and gentlemen, the final challenge, your last chance to let your muse take free rein.

An extra day will be given to the poets and the judges, for the fourth and final challenge, so the poems won't be due until Midnight (Canada)PST, March 31st.

The poems will be judged from Midnight (Canada)PST, until Noon (Canada) PST, April 4th.

Winners will be announced soon after the April 4th judging deadline.
Winners will receive their prizes soon after the announcements.


Challenge : Four

Difficulty Very Hard

Form : Ballad Poem with Refrain


Definition: Ballad poems are poems that tell a story similar to a folk tale or legend, and often has a repeated refrain. A ballad is a story in poetic form.

http://www.shadowpoetry.com/resources/wip/ballad.html

This example shows the refrain after every second stanza, but for this challenge, please repeat the refrain after each stanza.

Details : Write a poem with a storyline, meaning it has a beginning, middle, and end. The topic is up to you, but your poem should follow the traditional rhyme scheme of a ballad stanza, with a refrain of two lines between each one:

ABCB – The second and last lines rhyme

DD – The two line refrain

EFGF

DD

HIJI

DD

ETC.

Since this is the final challenge, you may let your creative juices flow, and tell a story in ballad form in any category: humour, sci-fi, traditional folk tale, horror, or whatever you wish. However, there is a set minimum of three stanzas. There is no maximum limit.

Please read the rules of the challenge carefully. Poems that don't meet the challenge will be disqualified.

Late poems will still be accepted, but they will lose points.

Please proof read and spell check your poem before you submit it. This is the final round, and the three winners will be chosen from the six submissions. Please make your poem as polished as you can.

Castle Hill

Sunshine and summer flowers
Now decorate Castle Hill
But no amount of heat
Can warm its legend's chill

Let the story begin let it unfold
Used as a lesson from ancestors old

Long ago there stood a mansion,
Castle Manor it was named
Dreadful things happened there,
And the supernatural was blamed

Let the story begin let it unfold
Used as a lesson from ancestors old

A wealthy man coveted the hill,
Which was on a humble farm
The poor owner would not sell,
In spite of threatened harm

Let the story begin let it unfold
Used as a lesson from ancestors old

The hill held the owner's ancestors
They were buried on sacred ground
The rich man wanted it for his own,
So another way must be found

Let the story begin let it unfold
Used as a lesson from ancestors old

The owner's crops were burned at night,
A dead animal poisoned the well
His horse was butchered in its stall,
So the farmer was forced to sell

Let the story begin, the details unfold
Used as a lesson from ancestors old


In time the graves were moved,
And a mansion built on the spot
But when the rich man moved in,
Nothing would grow on the plot

Let the story begin, let it unfold
Used as a lesson from ancestors old

The mansion was a small castle
Built with the hill's gravestones
Not all of the graves were moved,
For mortar was made with the bones

Let the story begin, let it unfold
Used as a lesson from ancestors old


But no happiness could live there
Because spirits stayed there still

They say the rich man went mad,
From the nightly ghostly trill


Let the story begin, let it unfold
Used as a lesson from ancestors old


The man hung himself in the attic,
And the castle fell down to the ground
It looked like a bomb had gone off,
But no trace of a bomb could be found


Let the story begin, let it unfold
Used as a lesson from ancestors old


From these unfortunate events
Let a valuable lesson be learned
Covet not what belongs to another,
And leave graveyards unturned



The End

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