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Array ( [sid] => 134110 [catid] => 1 [aid] => mick [title] => When undotted i's stumble [time] => 2007-05-04 16:19:13 [hometext] => Any Critiques welcome; Bible. // Verse application critiques favored. // Suggestions favored. [bodytext] => When Woe to the man;
“Who trips up these little ones;”
with a long parade of eulogizers:
colorless, miles underground;
Who say “the soul lives somewhere.”

Whose dreams pass sons through the fire;
Where “‘no light will ever shine’”
hope on their earth quandary,
their dead-end alley: “tested
in War?” “Why were humans here?”

Whose charmers see a Triad
image in aborted eyes;
“where singers are never heard;”
only embryos’ womb cries;
“night cobra, creation Myth;”

Whose data transfer online
imbues a black holes collapse;
where gravitational force
induce technophobia;
“where no craftsman is there found;”

Whose totem poles transform sports;
incarnating millionaires;
where steroids masked FDA?;
where apocalyptic cries
“unconscious is beat the snitch!;”

Where no millstone is there heard;
where wives cheat alimony;
“and no bride is ever heard
in you again; because your ...
for by your ... all were misled.” [comments] => 2 [counter] => 160 [topic] => 62 [informant] => dwgpoet [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 5 [ratings] => 1 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => spiritual )

When undotted i's stumble

Contributed by dwgpoet on Friday, 4th May 2007 @ 04:19:13 PM in AEST
Topic: spiritual

When Woe to the man;
“Who trips up these little ones;”
with a long parade of eulogizers:
colorless, miles underground;
Who say “the soul lives somewhere.”

Whose dreams pass sons through the fire;
Where “‘no light will ever shine’”
hope on their earth quandary,
their dead-end alley: “tested
in War?” “Why were humans here?”

Whose charmers see a Triad
image in aborted eyes;
“where singers are never heard;”
only embryos’ womb cries;
“night cobra, creation Myth;”

Whose data transfer online
imbues a black holes collapse;
where gravitational force
induce technophobia;
“where no craftsman is there found;”

Whose totem poles transform sports;
incarnating millionaires;
where steroids masked FDA?;
where apocalyptic cries
“unconscious is beat the snitch!;”

Where no millstone is there heard;
where wives cheat alimony;
“and no bride is ever heard
in you again; because your ...
for by your ... all were misled.”

Copyright Â© dwgpoet ... [ 2007-05-04 16:19:13]
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Re: When undotted i's stumble (User Rating: 1 )
by FRANCO on Friday, 4th May 2007 @ 07:37:42 PM AEST
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Good write, liked how you have composed it.
FRANCO.

Re: When undotted i's stumble (User Rating: 1 )
by needledancing on Friday, 4th May 2007 @ 11:07:11 PM AEST
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No need to alter a thing...perfect as it is. An excellent write my friend.

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