Ea dreams,
and bends my mind
to blowing doubt
of how to find
these silly things
she bids me do,
Is it real...???
and is it true...???
How much is nothing...no cup to fill,
a jock unprotected,
a cup less thrill,
a taste of shadows stretching by,
for trophies
hanging from the sky.
Flopping up...sliding down
tank tops full and all around,
And in the end,
she'll pass me by.
yet like a fool,
I'll write and try
to turn her head
and draw her smiles,
my empty cup...
lost words in files.
Author notes
Written May 27th, 2006
A contest entry
- The No Cups Challenge by ea.
300 points, ended June 1, 2006, 3 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
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It would be nice if you were riding the pony...Someday Soon...Judy Collins...
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Thank you for this lovely tribute, kaibab.
You will be receiving your prize shortly by pony express.
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This is an absolutely fabulous piece ~ So fitting and amazing... x LB
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This is a very well done piece. It seems you come up with surprises in your style now and again. I like that...Trina.
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It's called "poetic license"; I have one in my purse...
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I don't know what he's talking about! He's won at least two of my contests! LOL.
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Of course it's brilliant; it's Rich..."a taste of shadows stretching by" is a wonderful line, my Friend...Methinks ea cannot pass you by for long...Your luminous words demand accolades, Scribe...Good luck in the contest, my Friend...
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dear kaibab,
you responded to the challenge in such a creative and poetic way, I am speechless. wishing you much luck in this wondrous no-cup-contest...
marion -
This is brilliant.
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