The girl looks like she got sick from her tea
Waiting for someone to help just takes so long
Niether can she move herself to flee
A copy of her cup and plate:
it is her hat
So, she can keep warm with her chills,
even though she put on the coat almost too late
Fingers hanging by her chin,
She has hardly any muscles left to hold anything up
Leaving that hand in that position is like
not having anything to move the pencil with ideas.
Feeling selfish now for wanting a drink
Only a few sips taken, to being sick in a blink
Posing in a vomiting way, so someone will come
Author notes
Inspired by picture #4.
I'm a child.
I entered an anonymous contest, so I ask you to not use my name if you leave a comment. I'll reply after a-bear judges this.
A contest entry
- Take Your Pic by piccola.
600 points, ended February 14, 2007, 15 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Please tell me what you think
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Your words have painted a scene that allowed me to visualize what was happening at the time that it occurred. A very clever poem that is unique. Well done.
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Not illogical, but LOVELY!
I wouldn't wish to dodge this one single bit. I think I've learned to make a picture in my poems because of my mamma always telling me that I can't send it until I create a few 'scetchings.' I smile that someone says I did it well.
Thanks for seeing this could be outstanding to others,
SplishSplashPencil
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thank you for your entry.
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