11 July 2007

RiotACT Winter Wonderland Competition

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ok, last chance to make a submission. would hate to have to give it to Absent Diane based on the submission below.

[first published 27 June]
RiotACT has something to give away. Yes, i know you are all stunned as it doesnt happen very often but the National Capital Authority were kind enough to send us a family voucher for 2 Adults and 2 children (over 5) to go ice skating at their upcoming WINTER WONDERLAND And we’d like to give it to one of you!!

The Festival is aimed at families with kids for the holiday period with ice skating, face painting, fairground type rides, kids “characters” , DJ’s and other stuff on the foreshores of Lake Burley Griffin near Questacon from July 7th to July 22nd.

Now the important bit, how do you get this magnificent and unparralleled $64 prize?

All you need to do is submit a Canberra winter themed piece of Poetry or Prose, or an Image of Canberra also with a winter theme before Saturday 7 July 2007. Entries will be judged by NTP and Jazz in some obscure but incredibly impartial method that we will come up with and the lucky winner will be notified by email.

We’ll judge all submissions in either of those two categories until the 7th, so dont delay in dusting off your camera, or setting pen to paper.

Enter now. You know you want to!

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Absent Diane12:26 pm 12 Jul 07

yes I think so.

neanderthalsis12:22 pm 12 Jul 07

I had a Philosophy/Theology lecturer named Bruce, it wasn’t at the University of Wooloomooloo though and he didn’t know the song.

Absent Diane12:03 pm 12 Jul 07

Canter, Canter, Canter, Canter
*****
Winberra, Winberra, Winberra, Winberra

Absent Diane11:56 am 12 Jul 07

Winter, Winter, Winter, Winter
*****
Canberra, Canberra, Canberra, Canberra

barking toad11:41 am 12 Jul 07

“This here’s a wattle
It’s the emblem of our land
You can stick it in a bottle
Or hold it in your hand”

(I so totally stole that)

As the morning shakes me from slumber
I peer at the ceiling through fogging breath
Again, the grim, harsh day denies me
the glorious succour of my rest;
the warm body beside me stirs, and contends;
“Bollocks to this, we’re getting ducted gas”.

Thumper, nice work, but I thought you could’ve added “a bus that never comes” at the end, instead of “a waiting bus”. 🙂

Frosty dawn,
Morning horn,
Another Canberra day is born

Blue sky bright,
Ross is right,
10 degrees, no clouds in sight

T-shirts bold
in arvo old
sun goes down… and then it’s cold

Sooo….anyone heard anything positive about the Winter Wonderland? So far all I’ve heard is it’s overpriced and rather lame…mind you, I haven’t been. I’m just hearing through the social network of local mums.

A poem though:
Roses are red
Violets and blue (although the colour violet is named after the flower, however “violets are violet” a) doesn’t flow well and b) states the obvious….I’ll settle for “blue-ish” though)
Ice is cold
Winter Wonderland is too (so pack your woolies)

oh boy! Face Painting! I must compose a pome. Possibly, there will also be a jumping castle!

Winter in the capital.

Noses running like Stanhope runs from responsibility.
Hands cold like Mulcahy’s heart.
Lips cracked like Foskey’s head.
Toes bitter like Pratt’s personality.
A wind that cuts to the core, like Barr’s pen through a list of schools.
Even beer doesn’t taste right at this time of year.
Thank God for single malt Scotch!

*te he*
the poems have put me in the right frame of mind for my visit tomorrow!

I particularly like Thumper’s

Too late. Even is death too late.
Had it but come — silence. Put out
These sniffling fools that wait,
with hungry jowl and, slobbered snout,
My end — foregathered, at the feast
Like jackals when the lion is dead.
But you, who were among the least
Of all my friends, too late.
The 7th of July was last week.

(original concept by Jack London, screwed around with a bit by Maelinar).

A cheery little poem for all to enjoy!

Winter by Mr Evil.

Winter, winter everywhere,
like death it surrounds us all.
Cold, dark, wet tentacles smother all that they touch.
No one is immune from its spell.
You try to escape, but there’s nowhere to run to -bloody Hargreaves took the bridge away.
We’re all going to die a horrible death,
all because we voted for Labor!

Frosty commuters
waiting at frosty bus stops.
I feel the power.

Absent Diane12:09 pm 27 Jun 07

yep I reckon it needs another stanza 🙂

I think that needs some work AD 😉

Absent Diane11:37 am 27 Jun 07

Canberra is really fcking cold,
Which isn’t good for smokers,
These new anti smoking laws in pubs make it worse,
Anyone for a house party?

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