It's been a year or more across the shore,
away from Xanadu;
I counted pennies, hunted more
to share a cup with you.
For pennies buy me reverie,
a place inside your heart;
even if no, at least maybe,
and coffee's where we start.
Pennies in the wishing well
a wish for something more,
they come to me inside this hell
upon this distant shore.
Should it be that I don't see
the time to share with you;
at least I'll know it wasn't me
that passed on Xanadu.
Author notes
"very strange..." -The Beatles Sometimes we get so wrapped up in day to day life, we forget how silly we are behaving, reacting to it all.
A contest entry
- $3.65 by Loki.
700 points, ended November 14, 2008, 13 entries
Gold trophy winner
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This is a perfect entry for this contest and a well deserved golden trophy. The creativity expressed, even within the warm arms of rhyme (which I personally have absolutely no skill with), is lovely. Congratulations on your trophy & best wishes!
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Thanks very much!
Glad you enjoyed the read!
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I'll be honest, I'm not the biggest fan of formatted rhyme, but I think you executed it perfectly here. Many entries in this contest were written in a "if I had 3.65 I'd spend it on ________" format, but you went a completely different direction. We still know where you're coming from and what your inspiration is, but not once do you mention 3.65.
Very clever and well written, enjoy your trophy.
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Thanks very much!
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I like this poem a lot. Especially the ending.
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