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A single hit i'd bought
when thirteen,
purple micro-dot that swayed my sense
of everything in thought

'till juxtaposed adjacent to
the parallelograms of reason.

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  • Cat
    November 13, 2007

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    i wish i had a good story to relate..


    i was boring.. boring.. boring..

    sigh..

    but if i took purple microdot.. i bet this poem would trip me back-

    microdot is purple? microdot is acid?


    oy

    m


  • AJ Morelli gold member
    November 13, 2007

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    reminds me of the time i scored some 4 way window pane, man i was so juxtaposed adjacent to the parallelograms of reason... lol


    nice take on the contest theme, so many fantastic colors


    thanks

    al


  • rebeka
    November 12, 2007

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    lol, it is funny what triggers our memory, a certain colour or fragrance, i am glad you are here to tell the tale..a modern-day take on what purple brings to mind for you ( i am rather oldish, so my wine sipping is as adventuresome as i get) but i do have an idea as to what purple micro-dot means ..i also know what doobies are/were


  • Luna Tique Fringe
    November 9, 2007
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    hazed in purple...farout of the box


  • cvillelisa
    November 9, 2007

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    Oh man. You flashed me back to Hilary's party 10th grade, her parents were away and there was this massive party -- Paula and I bought four purple microdots - two take two each - we were standing in the laundry room ready to pop them when Paula dropped one of hers into the washing machine ! We took what we had and started tripping when THE COPS SHOWED UP and broke up the party -- we had no where to go so we walked (5 miles or so while our trips began) to my house where I had visions of Hiliary's wardrobe tripping inside the washing machine and Paula felt like she had ticks in her head.

    Needless to say, my mother greeted us and we tripped purple micro dots all night in my bedroom while my parents slept down the hall.



    Gee you think you triggered something with your poem?

    Good luck.
    Lisa

    • sheltered
      November 9, 2007
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      Great story. Sounds like the good old days alright.


  • Tam
    November 8, 2007

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    LOL

    been there...done that!
    LOL...and boy did we LOL for hours and hours...
    ahhh...to be young again...it's a miracle I lived through my crazy daze...
    great write cowboy! very original take on the prompt!
    Blessings! Tammy


  • Ryno
    November 8, 2007

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    Holy Moly. Do you mind explaining that ending, I think that went way over my absent, tired mind a little I like the first though...

  • sheltered
    November 8, 2007
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    True story but i'll understand removal.

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