earth-bound octopus, wipe your tears with one of
your infinite scarred arms and
teach nostalgia to come and go as you please,
[not as your hormones, {{horrormones}}, say]
(anvil to anchor) , (ship to shore)
-placid-, -flacid-, -flaming-, -shaming-, word connection is lovely but not quite as much as
your hurt
[pain is pretty]
toss away your abberations, toss away your indignations
leave it by with a grain of salt
my dear, tragic earth-bound octopus, it's hard to believe you're beautiful, I know
but
leave that judgement to the rest of us
[it's your tears that make the ocean salty]
Author notes
Yeah, it sucks, okay, I know, lol. It's your own fault for making me enter.
"Flacid" isn't a word. I used it anyway, but I also used "placid" in case that's what you meant.
What am I doing? You mean, what option am I doing or what am I doing right now? I'm doing option five, obviously, but currently I am doing other things as well, such as breathing, blinking, digesting breakfast, and typing a poem for your contest you prodded me to enter. Nyah. Eat that.
Written March 24th, 2006
A contest entry
- You Choose You DON'T Lose by WorstNinjaEver.
400 points, ended April 2, 2006, 25 entries
Bronze trophy winner
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
What did you think
Comments
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very nice i like it so how have you pyro havent seen you in about a year how is school doing wulvane still boring as hell
much love
aul:
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Some interesting word-play here... I sense that this is a poet who can assume a persona and situation, and wring out of it all that he/she can... The result is "dark"... but without the self-pity that (to my mind) ruins so much of the work on Allpoetry.
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weird
CRAP pyro im against u in this contest no im gonna loose ur such a gd poet dangit all
idc if ur poem was weird it was wicked cool* xxlorren
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This was such a sad tale. I love it so much! It was a beautiful story that almost made me cry. Good job, and keep penning, yo.
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