Flowery Fishbowl Poetry
Caught within a dream,
repeating thoughts swirling around eddies
like a lost fish swimming in circles,
stuck in his fishbowl.
.
These ideas want to control me,
but I won’t let this cloud
of flowery romanticism catch me,
even though the side effects
of writing sappy poetry
in scripted handwriting
have already set in.
.
Then in a moment of lucidity
the poem is carefully and elegantly
scribbled out,
almost in regret of having to do so
but the idea is already there.
.
My efforts of avoiding these ideas
have been ruined
by writing them down once more.
This is the vicious cycle of a single lover
attempting to breathe underwater
alone.
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Just a little something I wrote a while ago. I still like it so I thought I’d post it. I know most people don’t like or read poetry, but I hope someone enjoys it.
Tags: breath, dream, fish, flower, ideas, Poetry, romance, single, swimming, thoughts, water


March 25th, 2009 at 11:33 pm
I like how you incorporated the fishbowl into this poem. The first stanza and the last line are my favorites of the piece.
I can relate to the struggle of writing an idea down after it’s in my mind. I wish it would just write itself!
I do see a small grammatical mistake in stanza 2: the last line “has set in” should be “have set in” because side effects is plural.
March 26th, 2009 at 8:53 pm
Me! I enjoyed it! Sigh. Very lovely. <3
..I used to write things….now I can’t ever seem to get myself to make it work. :\
Thank you for sharing!