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Array ( [sid] => 1421 [catid] => 1 [aid] => mick [title] => Thank You, Pope John ! [time] => 2002-07-30 06:39:54 [hometext] => This is in a similiar vain to 'Forest Walk' an attempt to handle in a sensitive and slightly humourous way the serious topic of teenage pregnancy.Enjoy! [bodytext] => Hello red sun said the owl of the sky,
And the moon crawled out of its’ hiding place;
Beneath the remains of a willow-patterned sky
Tomorrow is clenched in his fist.

Small metal band of age old convention,
The days plastic world explodes in his face
Aesthetic dreams of silhouettes ciphers
And today has ceased to exist

Etching itself on the backbone of heaven,
The burning ghost of original sin.
Confetti procession to satisfy morals.
And yesterday died in the night.

The stilted canyons conceal their secret,
And will not flood the floor of the valley
The neighbour is counting the months on her fingers
And the virgin no longer wears white !

©Rosewing
[comments] => 2 [counter] => 193 [topic] => 33 [informant] => Rosewing [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 5 [ratings] => 1 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => SecretLove )
Thank You, Pope John !

Contributed by Rosewing on Tuesday, 30th July 2002 @ 06:39:54 AM in AEST
Topic: SecretLove



Hello red sun said the owl of the sky,
And the moon crawled out of its’ hiding place;
Beneath the remains of a willow-patterned sky
Tomorrow is clenched in his fist.

Small metal band of age old convention,
The days plastic world explodes in his face
Aesthetic dreams of silhouettes ciphers
And today has ceased to exist

Etching itself on the backbone of heaven,
The burning ghost of original sin.
Confetti procession to satisfy morals.
And yesterday died in the night.

The stilted canyons conceal their secret,
And will not flood the floor of the valley
The neighbour is counting the months on her fingers
And the virgin no longer wears white !

©Rosewing




Copyright © Rosewing ... [ 2002-07-30 06:39:54]
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Re: Thank You, Pope John ! (User Rating: 1 )
by Terry_Stephen_Driscoll on Wednesday, 31st July 2002 @ 12:16:29 AM AEST
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This is just great - what a fine writer you are. Great approach to the subject - super language.
Regards
Terry


Re: Thank You, Pope John ! (User Rating: 1 )
by chatabox on Wednesday, 31st July 2002 @ 04:19:21 AM AEST
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phew!......poetry in its most highest form!




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