Nightcap

Aug 07, 2003 20:49

I swung away
Feverish with the delirium
The web had clung so tight
And held with such fury

The sky split with lightning
And the voices were quiet
For just a moment
For a brief flutter of wings

I tipped my drink
And slid away into tomorrow
Hoping for a touch of fog
To cloud my muddy mind

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edda August 7 2003, 21:44:51 UTC
I quite like this.

Now write a poem about the hangover...

*pssst!* I wrote one in my journal a couple days ago. Feel free to opine. Or not. *goes into Zen trance*

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Why, thank ye kindly. jfinite August 7 2003, 21:59:13 UTC
*bows*

My grace to you for your kind words, darlin'.

I had read your recent wordings and quite enjoyed the whole spiel. Very, very well done. It was captivating. And I must agree with dear Tabby, the last two lines are sheer brilliance. Bravo!

I now return you to your regularly scheduled happenings.

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jfinite August 7 2003, 22:04:51 UTC
GIANT raging gongs of pain!
The sheer pressure
This daunting aftermath
The uncompleted thought

Which way did I crumble?
Where did that come from?
Whose face is in the mirror?
Is that Noon or Midnight?

Blinding as a genius dream
Just a bit more sand
Just a tad more shade
Just go away

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Agreed. great_dame August 28 2003, 06:51:41 UTC
Dammit, someone ELSE said they liked it first... well u know what? I like it more ... ;)

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Re: Agreed. jfinite August 29 2003, 13:56:49 UTC
Well thanks, hun. I need to draw the images to go along with them now...

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