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| Open Poetry #11 |
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Vaudeville |
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Mistletoe Angel 
since 2000-12-17
Posts 32816Portland, Oregon |
Vaudeville By: Noah Eaton 1/1/01 I stand here in Harvest Lane, my neck of the wood Though all around me, it much rather feels like the end of me I would leave this place if I could But in the meantime, I guess I’ll have to make the best of this inquiry Half-baked under this big top and parched With the loneliness I feel here, marooned with it’s cold strep-throat I just stay home as I let the others perform their workaday march Avoid being handled like a puppet dangling by the strings, whereas I would choke I will stand my ground now, outside of these fairgrounds I play my own cards, aside from the games of the harlequins When I grow up, I will advance from this crapehanger’s paradise with leaps and bounds Staying at home safe with my family, and later move to a place where people are kind and patient While I know that day will soon come, I still wait, holding my ticket Standing on the flight deck of my dreams, looking forward to finding a better place If I look real hard, I thought I could see my jet making way down the landing strip But I’m not going to worry about it, as long as I’m home sweet home, where I’m forever safe! YOU ARE ALL THE BEST FRIENDS I’VE EVER HAD, I WILL ALWAYS LOVE YOU!!! |
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ethome Member Patricius
since 2000-05-14
Posts 11858New Brunswick Canada |
Thanks for the friendship Noah! This is so good I really like the soul searching picture you've painted and the longing, yearning look into the future....good stuff!! |
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brian madden Member Elite
since 2000-05-06
Posts 4374ireland |
Half-baked under this big top and parched With the loneliness I feel here, marooned with it’s cold strep-throat I just stay home as I let the others perform their workaday march Avoid being handled like a puppet dangling by the strings, whereas I would choke Powerful read, excellent poem, loved this, take care. It's in your eyes a fire that's wild and glorious Unhibited, unfinished in everything I do Let the morning rise like our hearts desire" whipping boy |
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