You took my breath away;
I died.
But, then, I revived,
with fresh oxygenated breaths.
This time, you won't pull my strings,
filling me with weighty things.
These new breaths will be just for me.
Upon the 'Sea' of life, I'll now glide,
stronger, smoother, better than ever.
To be blasted away by you again, never!
I've learned the vital secret;
"Accept no man's dynamite"
A contest entry
- After The Blast by Topaze.
1000 points, ended June 27, 2008, 9 entries
Honorable mention
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Overlook made up words
Comments
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a good piece, aye do not be blown away by another person, breathe and breathe out for yourself and sail along life's magical waters with ease.
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Now you tell me hahaha yes this I must do lol
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Oh that was great ha ha, don't be lighting no fuses around that girl. Well done and a lovely twist on the prompt. Thank you for your fine entry into this contest.
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hahahaa, yes, I've had about all of the 'fuses' I won't be needing any more hahaha thanks and lol
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