Nov PAD 2011, Day 14 – Deadly and/or dangerous poem. I must admit it surprised even me. And, it turned out my character is male. At least I feel it so. No more waiting, here is the poem itself:
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“So, life is deadly?” Amy asked
Somewhat disappointed of it.
“In fact, it is.” was my reply,
As I drew a new breath of wine.
And she looked, her smile empty,
Confusion yelling from her eyes
Then gripping at my throat.
“So, life is deadly?” Amy asked.
We sat like that, it seemed, for hours.
I felt our bottle was never ending.
The waitress often swept by us
Somewhat disappointed by it.
I got my glass to shatter, and so
Waved the girl to come around.
“Oh, is your bottle up already?”
“In fact, it is.” was my reply.
She stayed, then stared and laughed.
So my Amy invited her over.
I toasted, “Here’s to the meaning of life,”
As I drew a new breath of wine.
© 2011 Mariya Koleva
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