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The Lion

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Tim
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0 posted 06-09-99 09:20 AM       View Profile for Tim   Edit/Delete Message      Find Poems   Click to Submit your Poem to Passions  View IP for Tim

Please listen one and listen all
An epic tale as I recall
To weak of heart I bid adieu
For now commence my ode to you.

When I was six, or maybe younger
Down deep inside, I felt a hunger
To see the world, to set my sail
As to my quest, I would not fail.

I planned escape for dawn's first light
For still afraid the dark of night
With stealth I crept by parent's door
I jumped in fear, twas just Dad's snore.

On down the hall to living room
I did not know what terrors loom
I crouched in fear, TICK TOCK TICK TOCK
I sighed relief, just mantle's clock.

Then in search of bread and jelly
I could not leave on empty belly
O' would it cease, this hunger stop
I could not reach the countertop.

My plan awry, I forged ahead
No turning back, once left my bed
With firm resolve, I left the house
As quiet as a churchyard mouse.

Across the lawn, to fence out back
Prepared to face unknown attack
What evils lurked? I must beware
Behind the shed in jungle there.

Amidst the leaves, I heard a sound
It was a lion! My heart did pound.
With razor teeth and claws of steel
A certain death, what pain I'd feel.

What could I do? I had no gun
My only course, turn tail and run
Back in the house and down the hall
With panting breath, on bed did fall.

Then down the hall, I heard a door
Was Mom and Dad, they slept no more
I heard Mom say, "Now what was that?"
"Oh, back door's open, was just the cat."

My ode is over, and I must go
My tale of danger, my tale of woe
It is finished, the lesson heed
To all of you, goodbye, Godspeed.

[This message has been edited by Tim (edited 06-09-99).]
© Copyright 1999 Tim - All Rights Reserved
Poet deVine
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1 posted 06-09-99 09:41 AM       View Profile for Poet deVine   Email Poet deVine   Edit/Delete Message      Find Poems  View IP for Poet deVine

Ah, to be a child again! This was lovely! Excuse me while I get a peanut butter and jelly sandwich...suddenly have a craving for one!
Nan
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2 posted 06-24-99 04:46 PM       View Profile for Nan   Email Nan   Edit/Delete Message      Find Poems   Click to visit Nan's Home Page   View IP for Nan

I like poet deVine's idea about bringing some of our past postings back into the limelight - so I'm joining you, poet deVine. This is what I turned up on my first "dig and delve" mission... Tim is a pretty darned good poet, folks. Check it out...
Krystal
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3 posted 06-24-99 04:52 PM       View Profile for Krystal   Email Krystal   Edit/Delete Message      Find Poems  View IP for Krystal

This was great! I loved the light-heartedness of it and the return to the innocence and surprises of childhood.

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Shannon D. Montgomery
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Mike
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4 posted 07-17-99 02:11 PM       View Profile for Mike   Edit/Delete Message      Find Poems  View IP for Mike

Childhood beckons...
elvira
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5 posted 07-17-99 04:50 PM       View Profile for elvira   Email elvira   Edit/Delete Message      Find Poems  View IP for elvira

everso lovely Tim, made me think of my tomboy days

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Sally S.
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6 posted 07-17-99 05:13 PM       View Profile for Sally S.   Email Sally S.   Edit/Delete Message      Find Poems  View IP for Sally S.

This is really good....How did I miss it??? You know what though, Tim? You have me longing for peanut butter and jelly! I can't recall the last time...Oh, nevermind...LOL Wonderful poem.....
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