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    dots Submission Name: Scissor Wisdomdots

    Author: poppi
    Elite Ratio:    7.47 - 72/55/37
    Words: 120
    Class/Type: Poetry/Nostalgia
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       I believe this proves I'm crazy, not to boast but I believe it's ok.

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    dotsScissor Wisdomdots

    Pick up the pen,
    Put to paper
    Are words spilling out
    Like a shattered coffee cup
    Danced upon by the feet,
    Of imagined sunshine

    Found no beauty on the horizon
    With a pair of scissors in my eye
    The Capulet, is what did me in
    But politics made it painless
    Turned my third eye
    So now, Iím ever so blind

    Flower petal fingertips,
    Sent the love letter
    Of coffee flavored ink
    It was eaten by a weather vein
    As the pied piper dreamt his vacancy
    Hermes stole my scissors

    Potent wisdom now leaking
    From my third eye blind,
    Smother a calico kitten
    With angst filled senility
    Hold your council position of famine
    And plague the imaginary sun

    Submitted on 2008-02-25 21:29:46     Terms of Service / Copyright Rules
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      interesting, intriguing, some fine poetic phrasing here... you might say it is better than a sharp stick, or a pair of scissors, in the eye... bravo...
    | Posted on 2008-03-21 00:00:00 | by Algol46 | [ Reply to This ]
      The piece might refer to politics' hold on people's perspective, the 1st stanza your writing, the "coffee cup" connected to insomnia. 2nd stanza, you can no longer see beauty due to politics, which made you blind to emotion. 3rd stanza, you get a love note from another writer and insomniac, which is destroyed by the environment you're in. This letter of love removes the scissors from your eyes and you see emotion once more. 4th stanza, somehow you seperate wisdom from emotion, and you address politics in the end.

    Then again, you could just be crazy.

    | Posted on 2008-02-26 00:00:00 | by DeepDreamer2008 | [ Reply to This ]

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