You probably don't get how a poem I wrote fits this blog description, but it is my blog so I can do what I want. That being said, let me explain. I joined a couple of writing groups on-line and when I went on one of them today there was a contest for a poem using the following words: bleeds - bully - cheating - heart - ocean - sad - scum - shock. The deadline was today so I gave it a minute's thought and then wrote a poem. I was bound and determined to write something today that others might actually read, so when I hit submit and found out that the contest deadline was at 2:02 today, I was very disheartened. So I have decided to post it here because for a poem that took about three minutes to write I think it is pretty good. And as I said, I was determined to "publish" something today, so here it is and if you want to tell me what you think go ahead.
When the ocean is rolling
like a bully making his way
across the school playground
my heart beats quickly
and I long to be upon it.
But when the sea is still
and the scum that settles as foam
needs to be stripped
I feel alone and sad
and think I am cheating death.
Because I am ready to go
the shock of the word "cancer"
has long ago worn off
and as life bleeds out of me
I long to be enveloped by an angel's wings.
Rosemary
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