Six years in making
my proposal falls out.
Soaked in the spritzing,
wine from your mouth.
Your legs overwhelm me,
heels pressing neck.
Give answer in morning,
right now you're a wreck.
Las Vegas stays open
until money runs dry.
After sex on sofa,
you'll have no need to die.
Author notes
Prompt: 50 words
A contest entry
- what can you do with 50 words??? by righteousme.
525 points, ended May 3, 2008, 8 entries
Bronze trophy winner
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
RyanosaurusWrecks
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It certainly speaks volumes for such a short piece. I'm truly starting to take a shine to your work. Brilliance.
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Although it was most likely due to the 50-word limit, I really liked the lack of articles in this poem.
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I must say ...
that this cracked me up. The title threw me completely, and I still am not sure I "got it", but the poem reminded me of "we declare these truths to be self-evident".
Anyway, you're always unique and that's a very important quality to have.
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Well, with this title I HAD to see what you'd done with it....lol....very vivid images, great wording. Very enjoyable! Glad to see you got a trophy on this!
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i was excited when i saw that you were a winner in this... nice work as usual...
Your legs overwhelm me,
heels pressing neck.
Give answer in morning,
right now you're a wreck.
.... the picture painted was priceless... once again i am amazed... thanks for sharing and congrats in winning bronze... -
awesome
sex in vegas..love it
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Your proposal may not be remembered in the morning but the kinks of having sex on the sofa will be a reminder...Ha! You can do much with with only fifty words...
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