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Misunderstood (revised repost from Open) |
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Master Senior Member
since 1999-08-18
Posts 1867Boston, MA 
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I walk among self-righteous, wicked Pharisees. They crucify Me and My blood runs red. There’s truth in wine, but words are full of fallacies At Sunday masses, where My palms are read. They tear My flesh. I wear the thorny crown. They spit at Me. I cleanse them with My tears. I hear My teachings murmured by the crowd. This murmur echoes for two thousand years. Check out my poetry here: http://www.unknownpoets.com/db/authors/master [This message has been edited by Master (06-15-2003 02:35 AM).] |
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Ratleader
since 2003-01-23
Posts 7026Visiting Earth on a Guest Pass |
....of course you know that the point of view is what makes this so effective...one of those things that's clear to the poet beforehand, and to the alert reader afterward... "At Sunday masses, where My palms are read." And who'd have thought a pun, let alone a double pun, would be a thing of beauty? Very nice.... ~~(¸¸¸¸ºº> ~~(¸¸¸¸ºº> ~~(¸¸ ¸¸ºº> ~~~(¸¸ER¸¸ºº> |
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Master Senior Member
since 1999-08-18
Posts 1867Boston, MA |
:) Thank you very much for being such an attentive reader. I'm so glad the pun came across. palms are read = palms are red = psalms are read Check out my poetry here: |
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ESP Member Elite
since 2000-01-25
Posts 2556Floating gently on a cloud.... |
Yes, very clever  Short, and very effective....I like this!Luv, Liz xxx "Gorge the honey from life, and live through the stomach aches knowing they will pass..." ~Liz Pinard 2003~ |
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