I've no more clear liquid
I've full-tapped the source
Now emptied are the barrels
this being by choice.
Enough is quite enough
I've no more to say
a minute? a million?
No more rainy days.
Consider the past pages
the endearing parade
I've since then expired
my stance is now made.
No more dispensational dillusional diet
a boatful of garbage
has led to denial;
and I deny irrevelant verbiage.
You can no longer speak to me
in terms of non-descript wordage
I won't consume any more of this;
you've had your 'hit' now take your 'miss'
A contest entry
- Fire and Ice by Salig Flicka.
455 points, ended July 27, 2008, 21 entries
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Sad, sad, and more sad! Although I've never heard some of the words you used, the context in which you used them helped me understand their meaning. You are a very good writer! Great piece and good luck in the contest!
God bless,
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a good poem, the ending here sums it up very nicely, you have had your hit now take the miss, and then be off with you.
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Hahaha was it that cold?hahaha lol
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Very well done, full of confusion, anger, and strength. Nice metephoric write that explains the title well. You penned a winner here.
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Z, sometimes one needs to vent, right? smile, I'm fine now, I hope lol
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