when I consider all the gunk,

all the stuff and all the junk,

that hides behind that yonder door,

that lurks within the bottom drawer,

of my cluttered closet's steamer trunk,

I do recall there must be more,

than all these relics of times before,

I have an inkling, a worried thought,

that with this syncopated rime I ought,

to take the pulse of times gone by,

and ask myself the reason why,

I keep holding on to all that was,

but I fear the reason is jus' becuz.

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Welcome to the Poetry Workshop's first bieweekly poetry contest!

So, this one is over now, but keep your eyes out for other competitions coming your way!

Everyone is welcome to join, but we recommend that you check out the "Poetry Workshop Group" to keep updated on more poetry contests.

Please read, rate, write and comment (in whatever order you like). Everyone loves good feedback, and the judges will take the ratings into consideration when they select the winning poem(s) on Sunday, July 4th.

Poems must be in by the end of the day on Saturday, July 3rd.

The Challenge:
Write a poem, any style, that includes all five words below. Any forms of the words are allowed (i.e. you can change the tense, etc). Any poem that does not include all five words will be disqualified.

gunk
drawer
pulse
inkling
syncopated



p.s. You can write as many poems as you like for this contest! Ratings are considered on the basis of individual poems.

updated Jul 7 '10 by FogCat