glowing stone
early bone
the time is naught for days
traveling scheme
the early dream
tanning like buttery woes.
you should stop now
telling the tea leaves
biting and wondering wail
underlying gerunds
make noises like waves
running round in the dawn
emissions from sun
glare like the one
spores through the yellow-y beams
yellow through leaves
and coral-y caves
fuse up like the helium fun
fusion of lightness
and early comes brightness
the shine down a slippery slope.
form without weather
bright like a feather
no dimness will ever be sung.
Author notes
option #2 for contest. [she's everything you're not]
note: i'm not really a fan of this poem (a prior work kept getting in the way); i am not the best judge of that, however. do you have similar feelings?
A contest entry
- She's Everything You're Not by Friday.
1050 points, ended April 27, 2007, 14 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
how did it make you feel?
Comments
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I enjoyed reading this piece, if for nothing else, than for the fact that I had to look up the word "gerund" and really think about the piece as I was reading it. This is not for the faint of heart.
The only piece of advice I have to give with this is a bit more punctuation would be good (I'm a bit of a punctuation nazi XD).
Anyway, thank you for entering such a thought provoking write and best of luck to you
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