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Nicki by ~muffinface:iconmuffinface:

Categories Literature > Poetry > General Poetry > Spoken Word




All my life I’ve lived about an hour from the seas
My house is on a hill, neat dispersed among trees
Sometimes I’ll go walking on the path by the river
I remember one Easter passing a graveyard
A shiver
Crept up and hit me hard
Coming home we cut through my best friend’s backyard
In retrospect, that baby’s grave
With stone lamb and epitaph so eager to save
Did not foreshadow what I’d see
When I walked through the door full of seasonal glee
Poor Nicki

The cat slunk away with his tail held down
Red stains on the floor slowly faded to brown
As time went by we fixed the cage and replaced her

At least we never clipped her wings
I don’t approve of unnatural things
©2004-2009 ~muffinface
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~mewaytoblay Feb 24, 2004, 2:30:31 PM
That last line really strikes me for some reason. It made me go back and re-read the whole thing.
I picture it in my head while I read and it came out very chilling; almost morbid. :thumbsup:
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~frogz Feb 25, 2004, 1:23:06 PM
aww, it reminds me of poor oliver (but only in the fact that oliver was a bird)

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:lemon: .martini. :lemon:
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~muffinface Feb 25, 2004, 5:46:42 PM
Just out of curiosity, what was the story you got out of it? I want to see how someone other than me interprets it.

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and crawling on the planet's face, some insects called the human race. lost in time and lost in space, and in meaning.
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~muffinface Feb 25, 2004, 5:48:58 PM
he flew awaayyy....

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and crawling on the planet's face, some insects called the human race. lost in time and lost in space, and in meaning.
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~frogz Feb 25, 2004, 6:58:52 PM
i know, it was sad (don't worry, I didn't get horribly confused and think he was eaten by Potter)

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:lemon: .martini. :lemon:
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~mewaytoblay Feb 26, 2004, 1:10:24 PM
I looked at it like a little bird that was eaten or attacked by a cat, thus the red stains being blood on the floor.
It was sort of chilling to me, because death is always chilling, but also because at the very beginning I just pictured a bright sunny day with a plush green forest and a sparkling blue sea near by...then all of a sudden the day gets dark when passing by the cemetary and the flashback of the bird dying. (if I'm even looking at the poem correctly.)
Uh yeah and that's it. =D
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~muffinface Feb 26, 2004, 3:47:13 PM
yay! thanks! It's comprehensible! :heart:

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and crawling on the planet's face, some insects called the human race. lost in time and lost in space, and in meaning.
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~drfinklestein Mar 3, 2004, 7:20:32 AM
great imagery....very well done....i like the last two lines alot....because it reminds me of the time a saw a raven pick up a mouse runnng across the street....this happened in front of me while on the way home from work.

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hand me my leather
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~muffinface Mar 7, 2004, 2:19:41 PM
Thank you!!!
oh wow, that story is insane. Something you'll be telling your grandkids. Or at least something I'll be telling my grandkids, if it were my story. :)

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and crawling on the planet's face, some insects called the human race. lost in time and lost in space, and in meaning.
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