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CALL FOR SUBMISSIONS: FR. ALBERT JUNGERS POETRY PRIZE (#AJPP2014)

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WRRPoetry hereby calls for entries into the maiden edition of the Albert Jungers Poetry Prize, AJPP2014.

The Albert Jungers Prize is in honour of late Fr. Albert Jungers who died on May 27, 2013 of a heart attack. Until his death, Fr. Al was a dear father to all of us in the WRRPoetry family and an extra brilliant poet who brought different forms to life for us.

He was very patient and very much accessible so much more than a few members have had their writing life, if not all their lives, affected by this great man.

We are proud and honored to have had him among us, when we had him. He would be proud of us, seeing how much we have grown.

WE MISS YOU FR. AL
Like always I’m awake at this 3rd hour
wondering why Mr. Death has so much power
it took from us our dear Father Jungers
for whose words our communal soul hungers

I have tears in my eyes
As I look into the silent skies
Maybe Fr. Al is there, smiling down
And wondering why I have a teary frown
Oh! We miss our Fr. Al
So, honour him, we shall
He was the teacher and friend
Who did our tattered skills mend

RULES:
1. Submit only one poem.
2. Send your poem with the subject: ‘AJPP 2014’ to wrrpoetry@yahoo.com
3. Entries should come as BODY of mail. Attachments will be disqualified immediately.
4. Themes are STRICTLY limited to: Nature, Earth, Life, Death and Religion.
5. The poems must be in any of these forms: Cinquain, Triolet or Sonnet. (To learn how to write a Cinquain, click
HERE; Triolets click HERE; and for Sonnets, HERE.
6. Submission deadline is June 27, 2014).
7. Endeavour to drop a short tribute of any form for Fr. Albert here under this announcement. (They will be published).
8. Prizes and a certificate will be awarded to the top 3.

Some Tributes:
“There was a day I asked him some theological questions. He took me on a pleasant journey through the bible. Those were the words that make me miss him the most. I also recall his numerous contributions to poetry on the WRR poetry family. Adieu friend and mentor. Until death’s holding power is shattered by immortality’s radiant Sun.” ~ Jonathan Ezeanochie

“I will remember him for his fatherly, candid and corrective comments and of course, Triolets I’m learning to write because he first drew my attention to it.” ~ Princess Okolie

“He was indeed Iconic, a teacher with great sense of responsibilities. Death was so cruel. May his soul rest in peace! Hmmmm.. We miss you Albert. God bless your family.” ~ Lawal J. Ayub Coolgeezy

“Keep a green tree in your heart, and maybe one day a bird will come.” He did kept a green tree in his heart…and for sure birds came.” ~ Bamgbade Bams Adetoyese

“Ahmad What a loss, a great man indeed. I have read some of his poems. He is a genius.” ~ Muhammad Oyereyí

CONTACT
Kukogho Iruesiri Samson
Founder/Curator @WRRPoetry Group
Phone: 08060109295
E-mail: kukogho.samson@gmail.com
Twitter: @BrainyPoet
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Let’s honour our late teacher, father and friend.

Author: admin

I am a member of the WRR editorial team.

  • Nick Nazz

    Goodbye Fr. Al, Help us to imbibe True love for poetry,
    not loving the art for money
    Or the Eves that flock along
    nor the praises that are heaped sky high until are too heavy,
    Help us to love poetry for Poetry
    For It’s strength over mankind
    For the power of It’s healing.
    May we all imbibe the spirit you left behind. RIP DEAR FATHER.

  • WE MISS YOU FR. AL

    Like always I’m awake at this 3rd hour
    wondering why Mr. Death has so much power
    it took from us our dear Father Jungers
    for whose words our communal soul hungers

    I have tears in my eyes
    As I look into the silent skies
    Maybe Fr. Al is there, smiling down
    And wondering why I have a teary frown

    Oh! We miss our Fr. Al
    So, honour him, we shall
    He was the teacher and friend
    Who did our tattered skills mend

    POEM PUBLISHED HERE: http://brainypoet.blogspot.com/2014/05/we-miss-you-fr-al.html

  • Fr. Jungers, though I never knew you before now, your death’s memoir sent meek messages to my spine. I had to search for some of your poetry pieces online, and mind you, I got inspired.

    As you look down the earth
    from the heaven of your birth,
    may your muse
    make this scattered line to fuse
    all for you evergreen memory
    that glows alone in glory…

  • When no more our eyes shed tears,
    And in heavenly realms we share
    The tales of years spent on earth,
    Then shall we scorn death.

  • Leo Nazarene

    l adored him…and that was not enough.

  • I can’t begin to imagine how much of a loss to the WRR community his death is. While I haven’t participated much on there, I participated enough to learn a few things through him – one of which, as I believe (correct me if I’m wrong) is his tutorial on writing a cinquain – ironically it’s about death. This is such an awesome way to honor his legacy, Samson and it is my hope that it lives on.

  • Oguntoyinbo Motunrayo

    He must have been an honourable man though i never knew him but have read a lot about him,wish i had met him before his demise,Sir Albert,though you are gone but your good deeds live on..rest in peace

    • You were around just a few months before he left. He was god among men. humble and sweet

  • His body’s gone
    Gone to the great beyond
    But his writing words lives on
    On beyond the poetry platform

  • Emmanuel

    There are only a few FATHERs on earth.
    And when one of them is taken away,it’s always painful.
    Goodbye! Sir. Fr. Al

  • “The words of true poet remain countless
    when the few said went down the miles
    and flight with the soothing wind
    To the laudable realm” -A.O

    With views said of you AJPP
    I want to believe
    You’re indeed Great

    Adieu, AJPP

  • Okeme Jerome

    I know of a man
    A wise fellow he was.
    He lived a fulfilled life
    Imparted many lives
    And departed to his resting place.
    He was called Fr. Al

  • Ayistar

    Triolet for father Al

    Requiescat in Deus

    God’s keeping him: In Sleep mode,
    He’s been saved for the world to come.
    He did well his task on Life’s
    road;
    God’s keeping him in Sleep mode.
    He’ll rise when booms the
    Seraph’s ode:
    With mirth we’ll beat Messiah’s drum!
    God’s keeping him, in Sleep mode;
    He’s been saved, for the world to come!

    ‘Requiescat in Deus’ is latin for ‘rest in God’

  • His legacy lives in us that defines that he lives in us,in poetry as a whole.

  • Judy Borntwice Sonwa

    You shook hearts with poetry
    And stirred minds with oratory
    May the Good Lord cuddle your blessed hands
    Which daily carressed his blessed cup.

    Adieu Padre Al.

  • Samdepoet

    FR.ALBERT was a great man, he was a teacher extra-ordinary, he dedicated so much time to WRR, He was a man with a vast knowledge. I remember when I was learning to write Haiku, I asked his opinion on how I was doing, he read through and gave me a pat on the back. Father Albert will forever live in my memory, sweet fond memories. FR. Albert lives on!

  • Samdepoet

    FR. ALBERT was a great man, he was a teacher extra-ordinary, he dedicated so much time to WRR, He was a man with a vast knowledge. I remember when I was learning to write Haiku, I asked his opinion on how I was doing, he read through and gave me a pat on the back. Father Albert will forever live in my memory, sweet fond memories. FR. Albert lives on!

  • Zainab

    I did not have to know him to feel the loss too…..His words touched me and that was all needed. You might have gone to rest from earth’s worries but you left in words, treasures that will see us through these trying times for as long as we too may live and wrote your name in forever slants in our hearts through your acts….Sleep well Fr. Albert Junger

  • Though you are gone but your words live on JUNGERS

  • Drops a petal of grace on the memory. God bless his soul.

  • Gbadamosi Abiola

    Your life was well spent. He who uses his life to teach and pass across meaningful knowledge to others lives forever.
    You have answered the inevitable call but your shadow shall still be visibly seen. You indirectly taught me Cinquain and Triolet, which I learnt from Sir KIS. May your soul rest in perfect peace.

    O death! now I know you are heartless
    That you delibrately left mass throes
    Wonder if you think it is painless
    How brave you are with your handiwork unnotice

    May your soul rest in perfect peace
    And your legacies shall not scatter in pieces

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