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Water Night

Tickle me pink with frustration
Tangled up in emotion
Tell me the answer my dear astro cancer
weed equals entertainment enhancer
visit my information booth
contemplate the truth
Sister or seductress
crying one night mistress
swallow my pill of conviction
slap in the face prediction
can you bear to be realistic
over the limit of liquid courage
to grow up and act the adult I encourage
a pill to forget your indiscretions
state of many disgrace-able convictions
younger I am, pleading teary eyes
Leave me disappointed  in sisterly despise
the only water shed tonight
makes my plead sincere and tight
the rain dripping from my porcelain face
stop falling from grace
at the tender age of nineteen
I switched your maturity with my remaining rebellious teen
never came home
your aging left over innocence is with me alone
our father doesn't need to worry, he's dying of cancer
life's freedom on the run to become a on hand dancer
Come home, face life facts eventually
I can't do this on my own, thats my honesty, truly
come home on this watery night; on a verge of a break down
you always disappoint with a frown
or just leave this family to drown


Author notes

oh my sisters a peach,(roles eyes) love her though just get your life together and grow up.

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  • Gratitude
    August 3, 2009

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    Heartfelt

    Well done with this... Very heartfelt and sincere. I love some of the metaphor you have used in this, too. Just a few little spellings to help you revise it-
    "bare" should be "bear"
    "innocents" should be "innocence"
    Also in the third line from the end, it could be "on the verge of a breakdown" or "from the verge of a breakdown". Over to you

    Best of luck in the contest, and best of luck to your father too. God bless

  • Andrew Wood
    August 2, 2009

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    beautiful

    Your use of imagery in this poem is fantastic, the meter in places is a little off but that does't matter withthis because the lines and words themselves arejust magical... it's jus the small things that make this poem great like Porcelain Face and liquid courage...

    This really is an excellent write ^^ Thankyou.