Held up by silly string
midnight endeavors
for the most part
are a hellish thing.
But to my stark surprise
right into the centered core
lies a bevvy of prefabbed fun
from sun up to sun rise.
So I won't ever be complaining
this is just too dog gone neat...
Author notes
prompt: but I never felt so awake...
This is the last too lines of my poem, hahhaa, this is a midnight write done in the noonday hours, so hence the over the 50 word limit...this is the fine print that some would rather not share hahha but I'm sleepy so...
a person gets to shiny/shimmy
under a dry spot while its raining.
In a list
A contest entry
- lack of sleep by written-in-ink.
700 points, ended December 6, 2008, 24 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Feel Free...
Comments
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thank you
i love it
thank you and good luck
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