Though I'll not actually absorb,
how works a man's thinking orb;
still I will find my stand is stanch
if I just think of today's lunch.
For tis a fact anybody knows
a stomach is a spot that grows
and fills a void with colourful moths,
dust of which can fit a cough.
So, if you don't mind a man that swallows
anything that stirs or wallows,
I found a man who will suit you good,
to gain him put up with all that I withstood.
©2008
3-26-08
Author notes
Written for the contest: Contest No E's Please! by Shadowwalker-
http://allpoetry.com/contest/2397563
A contest entry
- No E's Please! by aaaaaaaa.
460 points, ended April 2, 2008, 13 entries
Honorable mention
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
A critical comment is invited
Comments
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interesting
interesting poem nice job
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Thank you for taking the time to read and comment.
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I had to read it a few times before I got it and I'm impressed. I still can't figure out what the last line in the second stanza means though.
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Thank you for taking the time to comment. The line is a play on the words. I could not say coughing fit, as it would not rhyme. So, it means that the dust from the moths caused a coughing fit.
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