He hides in his own world
behind beings like himself
wisps of himself left behind
He tries to gather the pieces
so no one knows he was there
Children point at him and laugh
He turns floating away ashamed
missing their gleeful chatter
How beautiful the colors are
the awesome shapes they can see
how beautiful the colors are
Missing their gleeful chatter
he turns floating away ashamed
Children point at him and laugh
So no one knows he was there
he tries to gather the pieces
wisps of himself left behind
Behind beings like himself
he hides in his own world
Author notes
Picture and title prompt.
credit link: http://be-yoself.deviantart.com/art/The-Sky-33731421
This is a mirrored poem it reads the same from top to bottem and then bottom to top.
In looking at the picture I see a vage face on the right side of the clouds. This is about that face.
A contest entry
- What's Your Excuse? by Randomly Beautiful.
1600 points, ended September 4, 14 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
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This one works just fine.
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This one does not work either.
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Title:
Late For the Sky
Picture:
http://frozenstarro.deviantart.com/art/Too-Late-85990484
Let me know if these work. Thank you.
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