Buttons

by N J Thornton   Mar 22, 2007


A pearly button sat
on my scarlet, chipped fingernail.
It wavered slightly
as it whispered to my cuticle...

But, it never tipped off.

Gravity forbid, if it slipped,
my fingers would scurry
into my palm for comfort
and pray for a jingle at my feet.

Fortunately, the pearly button
sat content on my dreary fingernail
in perpetual harmony.

(Almost) still.

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  • 17 years ago

    by Anonymous Angel

    Hey,
    I like the poem, but I find it very confusing, i dont really know what it is about..but thats my opinion..

    thank you for your honest comment on my poems
    kisses stephanie

  • 17 years ago

    by Fluffy

    Brilliant.
    I hope you won't mind me making a comparison with your piece to general beliefs about life and God, because I’m having the wackiest brainwave. You've delivered an intriguing message through a particularly unique style of writing. Life is in our control, we do as we please, when we please. Though, no matter how many times we may bring ourselves to the edge, or on that matter, closer to death, God holds us back. You've presented an image of how gravity 'forbids' the button from falling, and insist it is '(Almost) still'- pretty much how we as people are like after God puts us back on track.

    I don't know why this idea sprung to mind, though you have without a doubt written a profound piece which deserves applause. Well done.

  • 17 years ago

    by .K.i.T.t.Y.

    Wow. this was great. I sat with my fingers up against my palm. Just absorbing your writing, understanding it all. The paratheses at the end gave it a great effect.

    nice write yet again.

  • OK...that was extemelly strange...i like the uniqueness (sorry if that's spelled wrong) but i'm at a loss as to whether you were just talking about it or it had a underlying meaning...wait i just reread it...maybe i understand a lil...it's growing on me...it's a good poem just a lil confusing.
    Jonda Beth

  • 17 years ago

    by N J Thornton

    Lol thanks Seth.
    I was only honest, as I am in every critique. I'm sorry you took offense to it.
    Criticism can be a shock to the "poets" ego, I'll refrain from shocking yours in future if you're going to react just so.

    To clarify, the "cuticle" is the SKIN around the base of the nail, not the actual nail....Nevertheless, I respect your opinion.

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