Darkness.
Everywhere
Then light.
Name it like a newborn.
Life
And the world has been spinning, SPEEDING UP
And slowing down
In this very direction
Ever since.
things are all in the cycle.
Forever tumbling around the washing machine
Except we never get clean;
Everything rotates-
Some idiot child shaking balls
In a cylinder.
But maybe the child is dead.
Maybe the child grew up
And left,
Maybe the child
Was never there.
Everything is because? And is.
And becomes the opposite
Change.
Alive.
A merry go round pushed forward on ice.
then
Dead.
At either end of the world
You can expect to float back to another
But you see,
Most of us live in the middle.
Equatorial lives.
All different
But not special
Lovely
And all rubbish.
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Darkness.
Everywhere
Then light.
A silly boy
Gets out of a bed
And writes a poem
Like he were god
A contest entry
- Hello there... by new born.
625 points, ended November 28, 2008, 16 entries
Gold trophy winner
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
What did you think
Comments
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I really like this one! Great job with the imagery.
'things are all in the cycle.
Forever tumbling around the washing machine
Except we never get clean;'
Stunning.
One of the best enties in this contest and a very unique poem to go with the title.
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thank you so much for the gold! it means a lot to me
I'm about to pass out currently, but as soon as that whole conciousness thing comes back I'm definitely gonna have to check out your work
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excellent write which drew me to the end ..good style too
thank you
Good luck -
It's like... a day in my head.
random, but amazing.
<3
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