My minds speaks
concurrently within a
whimsical wind,
winding me in spiraling
motion
speaking thoughts that keep
me sieged in an ocean
of perplexities,
as I battle for intrigue
in a dimension of insecurities
reflecting on my future
within the corridors of a
bleak and obscure past
Mixing metaphors of various
creations, which intoxicate
emotional distress
Sedating my melancholy mood
with the cognac of blissful
rapture
A contest entry
- vomiting points by Cinnarry.
10000 points, ended October 10, 2008, 19 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
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It reminds me of my own restless wrestlings with that elusive muse. I dig your wordplay with "cognac of blissful rapture". Write on!
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I love it...very poetic with smooth rather comforting flow...soft and deep in every way...wonderful write, my friend...
Best,
mystic
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Great poem
Very ineresting. Deep. Good rhyme scheme -
Very rich and poetic. It all flows so wonderfully despite it's very obscure (and brilliant) structure and voice. Very good.
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Brilliant!!!
Best of luck in this contest!!! Peace, Cyn 
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