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That Special Something

there are some
who just have "it"
that special
something, radiating
shining, leading
example for others
to follow.

friendly competitors
chomp patiently
from bits of
emboldened effort-
erstwhile complaints
stack shoes of doubt
and remorse, upon others
yet, who wish to play "it"
fair and square.

earnestly, honestly
putting forth
whatever it takes
to learn to strive
to be an "it"
themselves, without
stealing any shine
from others.

hoping, sweating,
working, praying
faltering, messing up,
making mistakes-
until someone finally
sees "it" in them too.

squandered thoroughout
meager keeping of memories
searching in scraps
for when they felt
"it"

still waiting for "it"
to happen. some will
never see that shining
glimpse, even briefly.
that special
something, radiating
shining, leading
example for others
to follow.

Author notes

---testing plain language and raw emotion on for size. --Outside my usual standard and zone of writing. I scrapped all interesting words and combinations from this write. I just-gave it straight, and I'll let the chips fall where they may.

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  • Ithica silver member
    March 7

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    I rather like raw poetry. It hit's hard and the meaning isn't buried under a ton of imagery foo-foo that gets exhausting to read and often hard to decipher. I do love color, metphor and contrasting imagery but not at the expense of the meaning. This poem tells it like it is... and I appreciate that!!!


    • Hetha gold member
      March 7
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      Thank you hun. You comment was far more encouraging than you may realize. My hubby thought I lost my marbles. Maybe that's not such a bad thing after all.


  • maralisa silver member
    February 1

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    aw a wonderful poem I loved your poem your emotions are brilliant good luck in the contestmaralisa


  • Hakon
    February 1

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    Absolutely Horrific! Such a Cacaphony of Crapulence. Have you ever stared at a brown cardboard wall without the aid of psychedelic concoctions? That would be more entertaining than this poem. (Holds hand over Hetha's forehead, taking temperature.) I usually think the polar opposite, when I read your work.

    • Hetha gold member
      February 1
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      Your sarcasm, such that it is, can only mean that you are concerned. I know what I'm doing. Watch out for the gurney dear fart. The gurney has a nasty habit of scoring people right in the balls.

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