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    dots Submission Name: Heart Soredots

    Author: Hyperbolypses
    ASL Info:    16/F/Ut
    Elite Ratio:    8 - 54/12/9
    Words: 308
    Class/Type: Poetry/
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       I've always wanted to write a poem and see if others could actually figure out what it meant...yenno, like... how when poets die, people try to decode it? Anywho... I wrote this in Health class during a very frustrated moment <3 It makes me laugh when I think on the meaning. Anyone care to translate?

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    dotsHeart Soredots

    An ivory flower
    Dripping with lips of inky black
    Sits upon the cold, wet, ground
    Beneath a silver sky.
    What dismal fate cannot be
    Disclosed for this broad, stretching flower
    A pity t'will not release its scent,
    Sweet breath
    Upon the lengthy wind
    Skirting about its edges
    Even more so that it will not lean to anything,
    E'en some near familiar rose
    Adoring its great glory
    The alabaster plant
    Born through veins of cruelty
    Keeps silent, adhering not
    To euphonies of terrific visions,
    But to the wintry distaste of
    A cold hearted viper
    To the sweet, red, rose
    Of an admiring nature,
    Tis a deadly winter indeed
    Beside the alluring beauty,
    It will die and with tattered petals
    Blow away in the wind gone by
    How wistful an existence

    Of the ebony creme flower

    With hated beauty,

    Withers in conceit.

    Submitted on 2007-09-02 21:25:26     Terms of Service / Copyright Rules
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      Oh, this is so lush with metaphor and poetic language of the glorious "old school"....a very excellent poem, indeed! In fact the poem is a wonderful extended metaphor and very well concieved and adroitly done!! bravo... bravo... bravo... michael
    | Posted on 2007-09-18 00:00:00 | by Algol46 | [ Reply to This ]

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