My girlfriend was tipping her tea cup, as she usually does, and I'm often worried that she is going to spill it,(although it has not happened yet). Anyway, I had said the first few line of this poem to her in freestyle form and then I went and wrote the rest. Perhaps this is a WIP(Work In Progress).

You tip your cup more than you sip your cup, and if you don’t sip your cup, you will drip, drip, drip your cup -

drip, drop, drip - oh so very subtle, now a puddle.

Submitted: April 05, 2012

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I don't know what to think about this, but somehow I think it's kind of funny.My sick mind made the person turn into a puddle too. Lol, this is pretty cool. I actually write short poems like this too sometimes, but usually they're pretty long. :P

Thu, April 5th, 2012 3:41am


I have many styles of writing, long, short, playing with words or sounds(depending on whether or not the poem is to be read or heard, and sometimes both). One long one, is my featured poem.
Thank you for reading.

Wed, April 4th, 2012 8:50pm

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