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It started as a twitch
an itch
a tickle on the base of my single arm.
There it is again! Just
a tiny little pin prick of feeling.
I'm feeling. And I can feel
the heat inside me
coming from the tea
that was poured mere seconds before.
I can feel fingers grasp my arm
Pulling up, tugging, higher
into the air.
Cold air tickles on my porcelain white
skin, cools the hot tea till it is
just right.
And then lips kiss me,
hug tight to me and I
am tipping, falling
towards my holder.
And for a moment, I am
loved, hugged tight by two
warm hands that cradle
bring me closer for another
All good things must end
and I am set down
onto the cold table once again. I'm
less warm and less loved.
What started as a twitch
an itch
was me, living
Loving what I am and who
I am.
Seeing the world around me for the
first time
the counters of polished
the cabinets in honeyed oak.
I can see the plants in the sunshine.
I can see the sunshine,
can feel it. I'm
in a puddle of it, drinking
in its warmth just as my holder
drank from me.
As I am lifted again by the
caressing fingers,
I can see more, the warm colors of
silken curtains
wool rugs.
Kisses, kisses, fall upon my skin
as if they were the rain
from the faucet.
And slowly the warmth goes
There is no more and the
hands put me down in a cold
place where I know the
storm clouds gather.
The rain begins,
my vision clouded by the
water droplets that fall from the skies.
It is warm,
hot almost, and the steam
swirls up
like dragons swooping in the sky.
A dry towel smothers me
covers me
wiping away the wet and I know
that the same
caressing fingers
are there again.
For the final time, I am set
In the dark, with others
of my kind.
There are many others but today?
I was the one,
the loved
the chosen.
Here now, in the dark, I
am satisfied. I am sated
and comfortable
I cannot keep my eyes open
but I do not want
to sleep and forget
has happened today. Persuasive
sleep drags me towards
the ocean
the tide
that bring rest on its waves.
So I will close my eyes for
a minute
a second
a moment
and I will sleep. But I will not
forget how I could feel.
I was
For Bring Me To Life [link]

Can anyone guess what my object is? I'll bet you can...
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The-Spork-Alliance Featured By Owner May 2, 2011
Aww Holly!! You should bring this to Writers, it's absolutely lovely, you wonderful, sweet, little thing, you. <3
proud-2-b-rainbow Featured By Owner May 2, 2011  Student Writer
Aww, thanks Russia!!!
jaythe Featured By Owner Apr 1, 2011  Hobbyist General Artist
This is a very unique take on the subject "bring me to life"! I really enjoy your interpretation of a teacup's life--it brings to mind images that I wouldn't normally envision while thinking of a teacup.

You've skillfully shown the beauty within inanimate objects, and created a portrayal of a teacup that is near overflowing with subtle emotion. There is joy and sadness within this piece, making it poignant and memorable.

Great job!
Sartosis Featured By Owner Mar 29, 2011  Student Writer
Well, where to begin with such a dynamic and creative piece.
It would be very hard to place a single point when there are so many to be made!

First, the way the poem keeps to the beat in the readers head, is really intelligent.
By using the double repeated words, such as: feeling, feeling; there is a specific rhythm that can be very independent. Hence why such a piece stood out, and quite rightly!

Another key point about the piece is that the imagery used in the poem is very imaginative, using the idea of tea cups life, and obviously personifying it. This can be done well or badly, and in this case, it has succeeded greatly.

The usage of emotions brings the teacup to life mentally. This builds up to make one believe that it is physically alive. The perceptive view that this poem as decided to take was risky, but certainly paid off. To go from a positive angle and then deepen to a hopeful negative is a skilful technique, which demands not only structure and forethought, but also talent.

There are very few mistakes that can catch the eye, possibly not literally but also deeper methods, which require interpretation.

One improvement, maybe, that due to the initial simplistic impression is stretched out slightly, into a longer poem, but this could be due to the need of detail to complete the piece.
The readers may find themselves confused with the wording and length of sentences to get an accurate view of the rhythm; then again, others may find it relatively easy. Such is the case with a diverse piece as this.

In conclusion, it has to be said that the imagery, presentation, rhythm and ideals that are in this piece, certainly make it deserve a high ranking in the competition, the rest is completely up to you!
Ay-My-Gulay Featured By Owner Mar 27, 2011  Student Traditional Artist
I never thought of a tea cup this way,great work^^
proud-2-b-rainbow Featured By Owner Mar 27, 2011  Student Writer
Thank you very much, it means a lot!
Dani-the-Naiad Featured By Owner Mar 27, 2011  Hobbyist Writer
[link] !!!!!!!! :worship: CONGRATS!
proud-2-b-rainbow Featured By Owner Mar 27, 2011  Student Writer
Thank you so much! I told my parents... that sounds really stupid but it's the first thing I've ever entered writing in and... just thank you...
Dani-the-Naiad Featured By Owner Mar 28, 2011  Hobbyist Writer
Amazing! You should enter more writing, then. :nod:
frozen-fyre Featured By Owner Mar 12, 2011
This is really unique. I'm worried now. XD (I'm in the contest, too.) Great little tea cup ^^ :heart:~ Good luck!
proud-2-b-rainbow Featured By Owner Mar 12, 2011  Student Writer
Thanks! Oh come on, don't be worried! Pssh... I'm off to read yours now!!!
Good luck to you! Or in my theatrical terminology: Break a leg! :heart:
frozen-fyre Featured By Owner Mar 12, 2011
Thanks. I'd rather break a leg than an arm. That would SUCK.
proud-2-b-rainbow Featured By Owner Mar 12, 2011  Student Writer
Yeah I know, that so would... But then again, you could break your leg REALLY bad and have to be in a wheelchair. That would suck too...
frozen-fyre Featured By Owner Mar 13, 2011
True, but I like wheeling around in those. I was sick enough once that I had to use one for a little while. So they're fine. XD

Now this may be a little mean but..... would you rather break your vase or your teacup? o:
proud-2-b-rainbow Featured By Owner Mar 13, 2011  Student Writer
Ooh.... vase... I love my little teacup. Drink out of him every day.
I haven't had much experiences in wheelchairs (knock on wood) but my school has too many stairs.... WAY too many...
frozen-fyre Featured By Owner Mar 13, 2011
lol I take all my classes at the college, and there are elevators when they're needed. Too many portables though. >.<

Is he a preeeeeetty teacup? :D
proud-2-b-rainbow Featured By Owner Mar 13, 2011  Student Writer
he IS a pretty teacup, a VERY pretty teacup indeed.

Not fair, my school has TWO elevators! In the BUILDINGS WHERE I DON'T HAVE CLASSES!!! grr... grr... Okay, I'm good now...
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Dani-the-Naiad Featured By Owner Mar 4, 2011  Hobbyist Writer
This is beautifully done! Thanks for your entry! :blowkiss: Good luck!
proud-2-b-rainbow Featured By Owner Mar 4, 2011  Student Writer
Well thank you very much! It was a pleasure to participate!
Dani-the-Naiad Featured By Owner Mar 5, 2011  Hobbyist Writer
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