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    dots Submission Name: Be-hulla-balyedots

    Author: dancer-of-words
    ASL Info:    21/trans/US
    Elite Ratio:    4.6 - 167/158/74
    Words: 429
    Class/Type: Poetry/Longing
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    I am a story
    that someone forgot.
    Nobody reads me
    I guess that’s my lot.

    ‘Tis a pity, because
    I am full of such things
    as cool monsters fighting
    and unicorn wings.

    Unpublished, unworn,
    Forgotten, forlorn.

    Disused and abandoned
    and left in a box
    with teacups, old shoes
    and a couple pet rocks,

    as well as a box
    that held magical things
    like fairy dust (dirt)
    and a small plastic ring

    that could wisk you away
    in the blink of an eye
    to the land of the mermaids
    In addition to this,
    (just think, in addition!)
    Is an old paper map
    for a secret spy mission.

    It’s folded and frayed
    and reads “Utah” upon it-
    and is tucked up inside
    of an old floral bonnet.

    Which is clearly a really
    quite clever disguise
    to hide that spy map
    from all enemy eyes.

    The map was, of course,
    not of Utah at all
    and the x’s and lines
    marked the code that none saw.

    In the box next to mine
    is a long wooden stick
    it’s weather-worn, old
    and yet sturdy and thick

    and it once was the staff
    of a wizard of old
    with a long purple cloak-
    Sir Magic the Bold.

    This wizard was legend,
    the mermaids would sing
    of the very best wizard
    life ever did bring

    She once fought six dragons
    with green scales so hard
    with nothing but baseball
    and Pokemon cards.

    On top of that box
    is one more piled high
    or so it appears
    to the untrained eye.

    It’s really a spaceship
    that went to the Moon
    then to Pluto, then back
    in just one afternoon.

    And inside the spaceship
    is all you might need
    like goggles and rope
    and some comics to read.

    In fact, the ship’s crew
    are still in their places
    with their pool goggles stuck
    on their pink fluffy faces

    upkeeping the ship
    at their posts, each in turn
    awaiting the day
    of their captain’s return.

    But the clock with the Pikachu
    on it is still
    by the superheroes
    on the window sill

    In a world that ran out of
    bad villains to stop.
    It used to turn slow,
    now it spins like a top

    and it’s missing a wizard,
    for the mermaids now mourn
    the very best wizard
    that ever was born.

    For she left here her ring
    and she no longer flies
    to the land of the Mermaids

    Submitted on 2016-08-03 21:53:16     Terms of Service / Copyright Rules
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    ||| Comments |||
      Wow...wow...double wow! I must say, this story took me back to days long ago. Tree houses...and dirt forts...toad kingdoms...and BB guns. Wow...

    There is a sense of getting older, and leaving things once important behind. However...those things are never forgotten...they are just remolded, repackaged, and used again in new memories. The stories are the same, but the characters have changed.

    Bonus points for a lovely rhyming scheme...it nicely flows from one line to the next.

    I also saw visions of old movies...The Explorers, ET, The Goonies, and some others...

    Much enjoyed and appreciated!

    Thanks for sharing!

    | Posted on 2016-08-07 00:00:00 | by krs3332003 | [ Reply to This ]

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