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SECRETS TOLD
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Seeker72 Member
since 2007-02-24
Posts 387Oregon USA |
OK this one is long... again. Sorry folks. . SECRETS TOLD It came to me while I stood smoking on my patio one day. As I stared off into the world the sun was lazily fluttering down like a young birds feathers, molting to show the bursting colors underneath, colors that would one day bring forth a mate. The world is a strange creature. It takes more than it gives in most cases. It curses you or it can put you on a pedestal and worship you like a Greek God. As all this flowed through my mind like a flash flood in the dessert I looked down at the wrapper of a chocolate bar. The ingredients are the clues to Gods riddle. They tell the coming of the Horsemen and they taste good too. You see the Devil resides in a jar of Peanut butter. The silent killer. I went to the store in search for some items in the bakery section For some strange reason I found them stacked in the coffee isle. One my search I happened upon a jar of peanut butter With No Peanuts!! The Devil it seems had been Exorcised Slithering off to possess a new food product You can see his trail through the isle from cereal over to the frozen peas. Yet God is happy in the Candy section. She shy’s away from the sugar free section Not sure why but there you go Who am I to question the unquestionable? On my shopping cart travels I found an Angel preparing for war Entwined within the bakery goods, pancake mix it seems makes for a great fortification While arming herself with a bag of self-raising flour and a bottle of those multi colored sprinkles she asked if I could go and get 2 dozen eggs. How can you say no to an Angel? I even bought her a whisk and baking tray In case the unthinkable were to happen. After giving her the ammunition I made my way to the beer section I say section as they always make you feel as if it’s not good enough to have a complete isle all to itself. After delving deep into the soul of the shelves I find my Holy Grail in a 12 pack and notice a nice selection of yogurts and sports energy drinks upon my leaving. So this thing called life, I was told by a bag of instant mash potato’s hangs out by the entrance of the store It likes to play those crane machines where you spend $15 to finally win a stuffed bear with minor deformities that would normally cost you $1.50 at the worst $1 store. With a cry of joy does life not see the Irony of its win? Sure the bear is now gripped tightly within your hands but at a price far more than most would or should be willing to pay. Ignorance it seems has spread beyond the Veil. So out I walk with my Peanut butter (Made from real peanuts) A 12 pack of good Ale… an IPA in fact An assortment of baking goods that should have never been stacked with the coffee The Celestials at my back do little to cast the warmth of the sun upon my soul As I return home my stomach tells me I need to eat Unpacking the shopping bags with an Evil glint I off handedly hope I’m allergic to Peanuts. |
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Mystress May Member
since 2007-10-25
Posts 296Taunton, MA |
You've made me laugh (which is something I adore!).... I love the build-up of peanuts and the comment at the end. The entire concept of our worship of man-made products. You definately make me smile! Our scars are the foundation for what we have become |
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Seeker72 Member
since 2007-02-24
Posts 387Oregon USA |
Thanks Mystress May. Sometimes I like to add a little humor within my darkness. I'm glad you read into the commercial worship, I thought maybe it was too obscure at times. I also loved the whole peanut build up. |
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Mystress May Member
since 2007-10-25
Posts 296Taunton, MA |
Obscure? Either you're being facetious or you underestimate the readers on the site. Then again, I'm new to the site so perhaps I overestimate them? |
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Seeker72 Member
since 2007-02-24
Posts 387Oregon USA |
I was referring to the general public if by chance one day it ever came into the glare of the sun. |
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Verg Member
since 2007-10-25
Posts 52Colorado |
That was one of the first poems I read by you that made me laugh *giggling* |
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Seeker72 Member
since 2007-02-24
Posts 387Oregon USA |
Like a stand up comedian I have a dark side with my tongue in my cheek. |
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