Open Poetry #3 |
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Explosion |
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Don Juan de Feu Junior Member
since 1999-10-15
Posts 25 |
Explosion For the want of a nail a horseshoe was lost from the foot of a mount whose king got tossed on his duff, in the dirt, while a battle raged, for the crown, a country, its history's last page. Lazily, as the king endured his last fling, at the castle, his queen without word of a thing, indulging her fantasy, luxuriated abed in contact with the button from which passion fed. In this day of the bomb and the president's case, when near him, deterrent for the whole human race being spared the aftermath of nuclear fission, a sheathed button, touched, explosive its mission. Whether queen or the first executive of this land, there can come a time when urgency will demand being heard, above crowds of prioritized voices, to remind of this the most primal of choices. --Don Juan de Feu . . . . Poems From the Goober Tree http://nathoo.wustl.edu/goober_tree.htm |
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Watcher666 Senior Member
since 1999-10-13
Posts 1606 |
Very well done! Liked the analogy. ------------------ Illusion...what we see and what we do...it's all up to you. |
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RainbowGirl Member Elite
since 1999-07-31
Posts 3023United Kingdom |
I'm on a ditto mission.. ![]() HUGS ------------------ You give but little when you give of your possessions. It is when you give of yourself that you truly give. |
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Dark Angel Member Patricius
since 1999-08-04
Posts 10095 |
Fantastic ![]() ------------------ What comes from the heart goes to the heart. Samuel Coleridge |
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passing shadows Member Empyrean
since 1999-08-26
Posts 45577displaced |
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