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a cup of cacophony

there were times
when steam rose
from a cup of you

flowing freely,
thoughts spilled
from your mouth
before logic cooled words

now, you brew
in your own making,
silence chilling bones



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Option: 16. Cacophony

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  • Metaphorist
    September 28, 2008

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    Ooo. This reminds me a lot of something I would write. Love it! Thanks for entering and good luck!


  • CarolDesjarlais silver member
    August 22, 2008
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    Ohhhhhh you just described how I am when I am angry...that cool quiet.... well done!!


  • apples fell
    August 21, 2008

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    Yep. That was the problem.
    Now it works perfectly and I say that
    with the utmost confidence.
    I think it will fair well in the
    contest...At least, I hope it does.

  • apples fell
    August 20, 2008
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    I did feel like the "ing" sounds in the piece here and there were repeated a bit too close for my liking...Like in that second stanza, but not so much in the last. It just comes at you quite quick and I think there could be an easier way to transition, without relying on sound as much...At least, when you are reading something out loud, that is. I love that first stanza though and the steam rising was a good choice. I loved most of the imagery, but just had a slight problem with the use of "ing" words...Which is always a peeve of mine really and it probably doesn't bother you...LOL.

    I like this very much though.
    It's exact and quite focused work.

    ;


  • JohnnyD gold member
    August 20, 2008

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    Indeed it is a wicked web that foolish men weave for themselves and those they seek to own. I too have witnessed the piety of those who displaced others in their lives for one's who took and never gave. For if stupidity were fireworks, each man could give his own display at new years for five to six hours straight, perhaps longer? Nice write crazy Oz gal



    len

  • imahealer
    August 20, 2008

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    ooooooo I loved this prompt and had hoped someone would choose it! IT was my second choice, but you did it real GOOD! You took the prompt, wrote of words spoken in haste, and there was a morale to this poem! I learned a long time ago to think before inserting foot in mouth. LOved the ending. MY ex is with this person's, brewing unhappiness, and still mouthing insane cacophony!
    Thank you for choosing this one! Great job.

    Linda


    • fortyninereasons gold member
      August 20, 2008
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      oh boy, does that sound familiar... my ex is in the same situation... foolish man! couldn't be happier for him. lol


  • AliceinPoetryLand gold member
    August 20, 2008

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    Oh a very clever take on the prompt. Loved that hot/cold metaphor stuff!
    All the best with thisAwesome!
    gaylene


  • Cannonsfire
    August 20, 2008

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    Mmmm brrrr chilly ending but I gots heat here now so all is good

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