all the while i sit alone,
golden-brown with stuffing thrown
across the room; eyes on the floor
with them i watch forevermore
as my mirror, my beloved,
has Her rosy stuffing shoved
by reckless words and ruthless hearts
and in her quiet, she departs
from here
Author notes
Credit for prompt (basis of poem) given to: Chocoholic156
Title=...? Don't even bother trying to figure it out.
To contest creator:
I'm sorry if you think I botched your poem!!! (It's certainly quite different, anyway...) I liked the contest a lot though, it was good inspirational-muse-food. Option 5.
And, once again, I entered another contest that my good friend John Adams hath entered. (Hope you forgive me for all this ^-^)
A contest entry
- A different kind of contest... by Chocoholic156.
1100 points, ended February 13, 20 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Hope you like it
Comments
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This is cool. I like how the only word capitalized was Her. It made me think.
*KT*
x3
Sorry, I have a lot of poems to comment on, I haven't been on in a few dayz
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lol, I like your author notes.
anyway... What I really like about what you have done with my poem is that, 1) you did not use the same title, 2) that you did not use the word "teddy bear" in the poem, and 3) you created a new character through the poem
3) meaning that "by ruthless words and ruthless hearts" you took my poem and expanded it to a whole new meaning. Which I really like!
You did a very good job with this poem, (and thank you for thinking I have a good contest), thank you of entering my contest.
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