Tomorrow nitpicked at my wristwatch; saying time was too behind and life needed to make my hair fly in the wind. But too many kisses would be left without saliva, too many happy moments would wrought in the hurricane of existance;
so I took the lowroad instead. The highway to frozen features of crystal breaths. The cement path to freedom. The roadway to a town of people living by no limitations; those who would never die, never run late, or never make appointments. Everything was made of molasses; running at its own speed, sometimes fast and sometimes slow.
Just like my heart.
And I cranked my lungs working speed down a nozzle. Took time to smell, eat, feel, hear and taste the oxygen that traveled down into my lungs; and do it again.
But as I looked into the horizon beside a beautiful time-deliquent girl, hair fraying in the wind (that was not made of seconds), I realized I had not escaped and my heart was only cathing up with me again.
I knew I should love her.
But love slowed too.
Author notes
I tried. My first attempt. Defiantly not as experienced as you.
Username; Forever Ryan.
A contest entry
- ♥ PROSE ♥ by love tank x.
850 points, ended June 16, 2007, 17 entries
Honorable mention
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Shoot.
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Ooooh this is really good!
Damn, for a first attempt at prose, you did awesome!!
"But too many kisses would be left without saliva, too many happy moments would wrought in the hurricane of existance;"
"And I cranked my lungs working speed down a nozzle. Took time to smell, eat, feel, hear and taste the oxygen that traveled down into my lungs; and do it again."
Wow; wonderful!!!
Thanks for entering Ryan♥
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wpw i mean really wow, you did a great job on this a strong one too, i am impressed, keep it flowing and good luck in the contest
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Incredible
thi si an amaizngly well penned poem and I really logve it when you try for a first attempt at new poems and this is just another very fine example of one. excellent work and keep up the good work and keep on penning away thr words we call poetry =}
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whoa whoa whoa!!
this is amazing;; i have to book mark this.. such an awesome peice.. i have only had two attempts at proses;;
and neither could stand up next to this one.
xoxo
-alice.
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I'm sure they weren't as bad as you make them sound.
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