Burying myself in the cotton ocean
Watching the sun play on a woven horizon
And follow the creasing lines of my midnight Adonis
Our ocean is still, though still bears the scars
Of our torrid storm enacted last night
All at once, I am cast in a fisherman's net
Wheezing for the last breath of confidence
We wash up on the shore of sobriety
Hazarding glances, we cover ourselves
Two dingeys hiding in the vast ocean.
Author notes
Dingeys. Haha...Just wanted to see if I could make such a ridiculous sounding word serious.
A contest entry
- Pick a word - Write a Poem in 10 LINES or less (D) by The Fun House.
1050 points, ended November 28, 2008, 16 entries
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I like this piece. The beginning was a little choppy in reading it alound but it quickly picked up strength and the ending is well done. Yes, I do like this alot.
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