First Official Import-Anime Contest!!!

[kureejiieshi]

Children bound to their machines,
action flickers across our screens,
cliched lines and reused scenes,
as they blow the villain to smithereens.

-Mike

[kureejiieshi]

She'll fight for right,
against what's wrong.

with a wind blown skirt,
and a flash of thong.

The screams of pain,
won't be heard long.

It will all be dubbed over,
by the theme song.

-Mike

[kureejiieshi]

Excel's hair is red,
and Hyatt's is blue.
Menchi is meat,
and so are you.

-Mike

[kureejiieshi]

Oh, Ranma

There once was a girl from Hong Kong,
She offered to love-a you long,
One shot in the face,
Something seemed out of place,
This chic developed a schlong.

-Mike

[kureejiieshi]

A hero can be forged in sin,
persuaded to let demons in,
That sinister grin on his face,
the evil he starts to embrace,
Markings appear on his skin,
and he shouts for the fun to begin.

-Mike

[Puppet Master]

Raging wars across the land
All that seem to have no end
Blood spilled by devil blades
Trapped in the shades of grey
In the darkness where the demons prey
Those who know and understand
Even true warriors fear the god hand

[animeshop]

Oooh fun fun I wanna join, so heres a wittle poem about "Import Anime"

There once was a guy called joe
He didn't know where to go
So he set up a site
and made up some shite
Which we now all want to know

Quickly he spread the word
And soon everyone had heard
Any anime you will ever need
From Ranma or Lain to Appleseed
A dream for every anime nerd

[kureejiieshi]

If iambic pentameter gives a leg up then I figured trochaic hexameter would make me a line dancer.
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Ignis Dei
-Mike Schneider

Swat attacked by the undead, don't know to shoot them in the head,
and so special orders sent to call in the Hellsing corps,
a figure appears to join the fight, basking in the moonlit night,
instantly filled with delight - delight for the sudden gore,
a silhouette moves quickly through the fog of the moore,
only shadows, nothing more.

There a church which she eyed, sanctuary surely lies inside,
the girl rushes in hoping to hide, not knowing what's in store,
taken hostage tensions grew, only solution the man knew,
the shot would have to pierce through - through her very core,
the young girl, who was caught within the vampires' war,
shall be human, never more.

Vampires of artificial make, killing more then they can take,
direct defiance of everything which Alucard stands for,
making a mess while power mad, the children anger dear old dad,
yet some reason he seems glad - glad to carry out the chore,
the conflicts break the tension of an endless life's bore,
only this and nothing more.

Jesus Christ lies still in Heaven, raise control arch to level seven,
unleash more power then they have ever seen before,
hellhounds find, a fleshy feast, upon the bones of Judas Priest,
just enough to tame the beast - beast of forgotten lore,
where are the remains, camera panning the chamber floor,
Streak of blood and nothing more.

Another player joins in the game, a vampire without a name,
from the dark continent while lies far across the shore,
Incognito proposed a plan, join together, forge a clan,
fight against the race of man - man to which, he had swore,
reasoning, begging, pleading Incognito did implore,
he wouldn't listen anymore.

The attack left walls splattered red, police girl held her master's head,
Could Alucard really be dead? the storm crashes bolts of Thor,
His flesh begins to decay, a creature darts from far away,
Cerberus stalking his prey - prey with which to even up the score,
On rooftop shadows battle, listen to their spirits roar,
to be silenced evermore.

And the creature, never flitting, still is sitting, still is sitting
bound to do Integra's bidding, down behind the dungeon door;
and his eyes have all the seeming of a demon's that is dreaming,
dreaming someday perchance to raise and shine for blood and gore,
watching, waiting, wanting depictions of the gore,
bloodlust quenched - nevermore.

[kureejiieshi]

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-Mike

[janjan]

Rainbow Bridge

Just this side of heaven is a place called Rainbow Bridge.

When an animal dies that has been especially close to someone here, that pet goes to Rainbow Bridge.
There are meadows and hills for all of our special friends so they can run and play together.
There is plenty of Anime and water and sunshine, and our friends are warm and comfortable.

All the animals who had been ill and old are restored to health and vigor; those who were hurt or maimed are made whole and strong again, just as we remember them in our dreams of days and times gone by.
The animals are happy and content, except for one small thing; they each miss someone very special to them, who had to be left behind.

They all run and play together, but the day comes when one suddenly stops and looks into the distance. His bright eyes are intent; His eager body quivers. Suddenly he begins to run from the group, flying over the green grass, his legs carrying him faster and faster.

You have been spotted, and when you and your special friend finally meet, you cling together in joyous reunion, never to be parted again. The happy kisses rain upon your face; your hands again caress the beloved head, and you look once more into the trusting eyes of your pet, so long gone from your life but never absent from your heart.

Then you cross Rainbow Bridge together....

Author unknown...

[dailyplanet]

Ooo, inspiration from Poe, classic! Here's my little poem about Trigun

Augusta

To surrender is but to stop the noise
That rebounds inside, like wheat to chaff my
Thoughts are blown with the wind. The glass-eyed man,
Children among dogs, the blushing lovers,

All become eras'd. And I, intinerant priest,
Raise my arm toward the heavens,
Offering up care wrapped in a crystal.
I shudder, bearing over the edge and like
Atlas I shrug.

Augusta, what was is nevermore, and I,
Who directs fate but cannot change my own,
I walk the world a puppet-man crying,
Love and Peace.

[Zagatto]

We've had some great entries in here during this past week.
Now the judges are working at figuring out who is going to get the swag shipped to them for first prize.

This isn't going to be an easy choice.