Cherub, I am through with you;
Seattle sees too much of me;
and you,
you toss my love around,
to tremble, trampled upon the ground;
some forgotten flower.
I shall button this shirt up tight
as my heart survives the night;
leaving you,
so pretty a demon,
despised in scarlet rose disguise,
a weed to wither and die;
fertilize your own garden
if need you must - then feed.
Just let me be!
In a list
A contest entry
- Ray Caesar - digital art inspiration #20 by leander.
400 points, ended June 16, 2007, 7 entries
Bronze trophy winner
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Please tell me what you think
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Sorta makes me want to say, "I don't believe in cherubs," just to see if the little demon will expire without wings.
On a more serious note, being disappointed in love may well give one pause to reconsider wearing her heart upon her sleeve to avoid those mis-aimed arrows.
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Congratulations on your Bronze trophy!
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The poetic devices you have used inside the lines here are really a nice touch of detail
and I enjoyed it very much!
I also like the fact that you thought out of the picture too (e.g. Seattle).
Thank you for entering this contest
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thank you for you comment i really liked this one too lol
you always have the best images in your contests,
thanks for the bronze
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Great interpretation of the picture. I see the Seattle landmark in the background. Nice touch.
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"you toss my love around,
to tremble, trampled upon the ground;
some forgotten flower."
Powerful stuff here, my Friend...That's right; you stand up for yourself...you deserve ever so much better, Sweetie...Good luck in leander's contest, Poet...
Wanda
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ooops
Forgot my applauds!
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Oh MY!
Used, taken, realized, and tossed! Not bad. Loved the Seattle reference. Good luck in this contet. ~Pamela 
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