The Chronophibian
By Alchemist
The Chronophibian is Destiny's pet
Why she chose
a frog is anyones guess
But he can swallow wormholes
like worms whole
And all of time
is on his croak and breath
He's such a slimy and
dainty of critters
When being compared
to Death's Chimera
But he can cross the solar planes
move
Shift through and it would only
leave goo
He leaps over the path of logic and physics
Evolution ripples in his reflecting pool
presents
Because extistance echoes in his throats resonance
He's the only muse needed at Destiny's
residents
Ether dragons he treats them like fire
flys
He can digest their ancient devouring
lives
He bleeds history so in merely seconds
You
can be shook by what eternity beckons
Mischievous
smile, he's a kinky frog to say the least
So binded, Destiny and this frog, souls bond
They go
swimming together in Infinite's pond
A
mysterious lake with koa fish in stasis song
His
rhythm of life is in cattails and on lilly pads
Fate of a musical Galaxy in his webed hands
The future
like the past in smooth wet glands
His
only goal is to never make Destiny sad
Author's Note:
Please comment.Comments on "The Chronophibian"
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On Monday, August 8, 2011, dwells
(4177) wrote:
LH had a very succinct appraisal and I'm blown away with how far you've come without losing your audience in the process. Remember that we are simple folk desiring to be lifted on gossamer wings occasionally Dribbitt! (great title)
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On Monday, August 8, 2011, Ladyhawke
(392) wrote:
I love the way you helpd the thought all the way through the poem. At first you say he is Destiny's pet, and at the end, you make a note of his loyalty to her. Beautifully written. Keeping the thought is something I tend to struggle with. Very nice my friend. Loved it. Really:)
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On Monday, August 8, 2011, Alchemist
(679) wrote:
Thanks I know its kinda a weird story but I'm glad you liked it so much.
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On Monday, August 8, 2011, Ladyhawke
(392) wrote:
Liked it? Hec, I couldnt stop reading it:) And, really, weirdness, has nothin to do with it. Its creativity. Nothing less than simple creativity.