sleepy jack

Were gonna try this out, I post a word we all write a poem involving that word and then say what we think of eachothers.

Butterscotch

but·ter·scotch

–noun
1. a flavor produced in puddings, frostings, ice cream, etc., by combining brown sugar, vanilla extract, and butter with other ingredients.
2. a hard, brittle taffy made with butter, brown sugar, etc.
3. a golden brown color.
–adjective
4. having the flavor of butterscotch.
5. A syrup, sauce, candy, or flavoring made by melting butter and brown sugar together.
6. A golden or tawny brown.

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sleepy jack

I met her at a chicago train station, she looked so silly with her awkard teenage smile, her butterscotch eyes shining, biting her nails, she just looked so nice, attractive staring at me but I never tried to talk to her, and soon she was heading out west.

I met her at an elementary school, she looked so bored with her coy little smile, her fox colored hair, her butterscotch eyes, trying to explain to the little boy two plus two equals four, and she looked at me, but I quickly turned my head and walked past the swings and slides, heading out west.

I met here there, listening to elliotts voice follow mine, as I read her poetry, she wasn't an ugly girl nor pretty, her cheeks so red like a forgotten hat in the snow, getting lost amongst the vowels, I liked her, and we soon would be wed, she was flawed, but we made love every day.

But there was no hint of butterscotch, no never.

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Crowe

interesting...

When I was younger,
butterscotch sweets are all I would eat,
and I always kept some handy.

And although I was kind-hearted,
and had an innocent face,
the kids would find a reason to tease.

Well sure I'd cry and run,
as most kids would,
before they began to throw those stones at me.
They'd called me gutterscotch,
and threw their missiles through the air,
they didn't know much about anatomy.

Which is why when I was hit in the head,
and I fell down to the ground,
they screamed as I began to shake.
That seizure was all my body could take,
and it shut down for good until the doctor's rescued me.

When I woke up,
I couldn't see, hear or speak.
The one thing I could do,
is taste my delicious candy.

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sleepy jack

I think the last word should be something aside from candy, other then that it was good. But back to what I was saying, its a good ending but candy doesn't seem a serious enough word..or maybe change the phrase around it? I don't know its just a small thing.

I loved it.

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Trauma

Butterscotch is a funny word to start with Ethan.



Butterscotch plumage coated her silken frame
That magnificent creature
Who dared claw my arm
Knowing I would never besiege her
Of happy days she was assured

We would stroll down the old sidewalks of New York
Her wings casually glided
Nearly 200 feet above my head
Only in the skies might she have confided
Of wind and flight she was assured

At the sun's demise she would sleep with sweet dreams
Talons clutched to the bars
Forcefully holding herself upright
Lacking worry; looking only to the stars
Of a lonely end she was assured

Her call carried into my house one afternoon
Scarily screaming through the door
My family was visiting at the time
They ran to the patio with hearts sore
Of injury they were assured

She would brutally search for another hawk
Countless times afterwards it seemed
End on end with beak raised
I could often hear her scream when I dreamed
Of misery I was assured

One early morning I gave her to the world
Depression had already set in
She would never leave the rooftop
Everything became a burden
Of rehabilitation I was assured

Then she was ruffled by cold drops of rain
My hands removed her wet body from the shed
That butterscotch bird gunned for a pedestrian's eyes
A policeman shot her in the head
Never again was I assured

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