Sperm plus egg
Is supposed to equal a miracle
A miracle of flesh coagulating around
A soul that is short of miraculous
This is the day of conception
This is the day.
One plus one
Is supposed to equal two
But nothing is certain
The tight rope walker does fall
When the rope is expectation
This is the day of realization
This is the day.
You plus me
Is supposed to equal us
You are the fire igniting this imperfect soul
Burning away the coagulated flesh
Burn away the miracle
This is what’s left
This is the day of redemption
This is the day.
Nothing
Is supposed to equal nothing
But I am nothing, and I am something
I am everything
Staring to the sun… hell beneath my feet
Surrounded by flames I’ll never escape
This is the day of absolution
This is the day.
Author notes
Cinful... how about "Mistress"? =]
A contest entry
- Seeking some other new members in my family now..come on in and have a look :D by MaMa-2-be-Cindy.
600 points, ended July 28, 2008, 7 entries
Honorable mention
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest - Want some points? Philosophy, God, whatever you want... by magneticblue.
1400 points, ended July 24, 2008, 25 entries
Bronze trophy winner
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Comments
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Excellent imagery. Your comparisons and beautiful wording make this poem stand out, along with some great rhythm. Thank you for entering.
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this is cool..love the flow
strangely enough...me and my partner are trying for a baby right now in my life hehe, well not literally right now hehe
so that first part..spoke to me in that degree lol
i like that so much of this is deep thinking..and personal thoughts that come through so poetically
Thank you so much and good luck in the judging
Cindy
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