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buds

 

 

her tongue
was an island of dead
flower buds


where thoughts were turned
to movement
and vibrations that upset
the sickly tasting sea


sank into hollowness

 

 

 

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inspired by the image from the contest.

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  • Wow.. thats amazing. I have to tell you this was a real treat.. I just wanted to randomly comment on someones work and you got picked.. I think this is great and I'm glad I picked you.

  • J Macabre gold member
    July 3

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    I love the first three lines...god ive said it once ill say it again your stuff is awesomely profound.
    I love your works they are so inspiring.

  • if you have a choice ... lose the picture, let your words stand strong by themselves (i know, some contests almost force you into drawing the reader's eye into a picture instead of your words)

    this is impressive ...


    • silverscent gold member
      June 10
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      Yes actually, now since the contest has finished, I have removed the image from the piece. Thanks for that suggestion.


  • ScarletO gold member
    June 10
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    Wonderful unique imagery.

  • Beautiful Eyes, I don't believe I have ever seen or heard something of extreme pleasure expressed this way. Great write.

  • awesome

    deep, and meaningful, yet bissfully short. Oh and i personally think te eatng disorder fits best. Particularly with the first few lines.


  • The Cube
    May 23
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    I like this write. It seemed to flow nicely with a hint of poison within it.

  • you are creative and unique. i see this as someone who is sickened by the taste of what society is handing them... becoming frail by lack of ambition and in turn, hollow and depressed.

  • I love this, your abstract poetry is something to be reckoned with, I was going to enter this but no way now. Perfect. Best to you in the contest

  • yes, yes, yes!
    I am becoming a big fan of your poetry...which
    gives me an idea!
    you are a fearless writer..you allow your ink
    to spill....and boldly too!

    ears/SEattle


  • etoile
    May 16

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    wow. this is beautiful.
    I love the first stanza. the imagery is stunning.
    and the ending is pretty amazing as well
    goodluck in the contest <3

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