A word,
A phrase,
It floats through my mind.
It taunts me,
Laughs,
And makes me want to cry.
The word reproduces,
Spawns little words,
With similar descent.
They come together,
Sometimes to make sense,
And other times direction-less ramble.
A story,
No wait... an emotion.
Captured and bottled
Like the tantalizing light of a firefly.
Poetry formed to crush a soul,
Release a lifetime of fear,
And concatenate an eternity.
Author notes
I like pie.
A contest entry
- What Inspires You? by honorable mention.
726 points, ended April 4, 2008, 16 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Comments
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i like pie too. especially apple. thanks for enter. you've got a great write here. pie or no pie.
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