Do you remember me dear?
When all you ever provided was your flickering gaze
Which glided over my quiescence,
Never sparing a second glance at my attention begging soul.
Your asinine ignorance has fueled me, dear,
As my mind clears from its stupored haze,
A puddle of your remembrance soaks through the floor and
Down the barren hallways that is my thought.
An eidolon to this life, I lick your sweet gore off my fingers,
Can you remember me now, dear?
When all you ever provided was your flickering gaze
Which glided over my quiescence,
Never sparing a second glance at my attention begging soul.
Your asinine ignorance has fueled me, dear,
As my mind clears from its stupored haze,
A puddle of your remembrance soaks through the floor and
Down the barren hallways that is my thought.
An eidolon to this life, I lick your sweet gore off my fingers,
Can you remember me now, dear?
Author notes
-Word Bank-
flickering
asinine
glided
quiescence
haze
Write something that DOES NOT exceed 10 lines with these five words in it that pertains to the picture.
Just in case anyone didn't get it, this is written in the perception of the girl who was in the picture.
A contest entry
- Dark Pic / Wordbank Inspired by Tattboyspet.
300 points, ended March 11, 2008, 5 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Honesty is always appreciated
Comments
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wow
The intriniquities tickled my subliminity.

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Creepy... Wow. Really good. And when I checked out the pic... even better. So eerie and haunting. You, my friend, have true talent. And that is getting rare these days. I really liked this. Nice work. Keep writing... I'll keep reading. Infinate Clappys
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I agree with Tattboyspet. I love the last two lines. It really brings everything home for me. Overall another poem full of excellent images and words.
Good luck in the contest

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last two lines were most enjoyable!
thank you for your entry
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You caught my attention with your title and introdution was not sure where i would be taken as ou guided me throuh this journey. Holdingmy thouhts and interest to the ending leavingthe lingering notion of the beginning.
A good vared selection of word useage producing a great take on the word bank. Thank you for the pleasure of this nicey crafted poem. Good luck in the contest.


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