you hung a wind chime
twenty years back
in the room we shared:
it glittered in the sun
and sang with the wind
and we sloppily danced with grins on our faces.
I would slice apples
and tease you with its sweet juice
and you would complain that I never shared,
yet you knew
that I always reserved a portion for you.
The apples have dried now,
the wind chime rusted;
I sit in a corner and stare at them
wishing I could have protected them
from time.
My chipped nail polish
is a constant reminder
of my incompetence
to maintain the weres as ares.
And no matter how many times I try to cover it up,
it chips again.
Dry fruits may be tasty,
but the ones I collect
are only the sour ones.
And the rust on them
can never be chipped apart.
Author notes
Prompt: Incapable
T h e T h i r d E y e
A contest entry
- Think of what you did and how i hope to god he was worth it [You know it will always be me]. by Candy Morphine.
900 points, ended May 3, 38 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Critiques welcome!
Comments
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and tease you with its sweet juice
and you would complain that I never shared,
yet you knew
that I always reserved a portion for you.
-aww that moment is so sweetly captured in that stanza; it made me smile :]
The apples have dried now,
the wind chime rusted;
I sit in a corner and stare at them
wishing I could have protected them
from time.
-aww gosh; this is so sad.
And no matter how many times I try to cover it up,
it chips again.
-i hate nail polish when it does that..
i really love the last stanza. god this poem is just so gorgeous and revels in such excellence. just please put your name spaced out in your AN.
FINALIST

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Well, thank you!
I'm glad it touched you enough to put me among the finalists. Thanks for the prompts again. Your choices are good.
Thanks loads!
bless ya!
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hi; just commenting to say the contest is over and i will be judging soon, so please finish your poem.
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i'm sorry. my head is dead. but i did what i could with my little dead head.
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hmm; i have little idea what that last line says;; but here's some words. (only use one)
Word:
routine
.or.
pyre
.or.
incapable -
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oh, and the last line is "please" in french.
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your words are an awesome pic, but my mind can't seem to think enough.

thanks though. maybe i'll be inspired by them another time.
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