Here I am,
Back again for round two.
My Fiance` waiting at the altar, I hope no-one has told him of my last ordeal.
Anxiety kicks in,
Its hard to breathe.
I haven't even left the bathroom yet.
I don't think I can handle it,
Off I run, not to be wed.
Repeat offender.
A contest entry
- Altar by Polaja.
850 points, ended June 3, 2008, 11 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
how about it guyz?
Comments
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This is an interesting poem and I like the originality... I think imagery would have been a good additive (contest rules and all)... although the last line is very well placed! Thank you for your entry

Keep writing
Polly


