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Whilst the mother sings a broken lullaby,
Like the moon hiding behind the winter clouds,
The feeble mourning hides a hollow goodbye.

Tasting the pungent chant, the pine is ready,
The final sour note has renounced evermore,
A limbo of the unknown enduring frost,
An emotive massacre in lingual war.

An evil eye to forespeak the fatal wound,
The hypocrite, insecure with the restrain,
A struggle to cover indented foot prints,
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The Taboo Master

Contributed by silverscent on Tuesday, 12th October 2004 @ 12:39:54 PM in AEST
Topic: selfstruggles

The child lies in a morgue pretending to sleep,
Whilst the mother sings a broken lullaby,
Like the moon hiding behind the winter clouds,
The feeble mourning hides a hollow goodbye.

Tasting the pungent chant, the pine is ready,
The final sour note has renounced evermore,
A limbo of the unknown enduring frost,
An emotive massacre in lingual war.

An evil eye to forespeak the fatal wound,
The hypocrite, insecure with the restrain,
A struggle to cover indented foot prints,
That cannot be covered by pitiful rain.

Copyright © silverscent ... [ 2004-10-12 12:39:54]
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Re: The Taboo Master (User Rating: 1 )
by Spazzo on Tuesday, 12th October 2004 @ 12:54:45 PM AEST
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Great write.

Re: The Taboo Master (User Rating: 1 )
by skyblumoon on Tuesday, 12th October 2004 @ 01:05:02 PM AEST
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Strange write. I couldn't really make sense of it, but I like it.
Blu

Re: The Taboo Master (User Rating: 1 )
by n2dep2care on Tuesday, 12th October 2004 @ 02:19:57 PM AEST
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Very sad, very haunting poem. Wonderful emotional write. Well done!

Laurie

Re: The Taboo Master (User Rating: 1 )
by Ronald on Wednesday, 13th October 2004 @ 01:00:14 AM AEST
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Sounds like a very haunting and mysterious poem to me. It's a very good write and love this work of poetry so much. Keep the poems coming!

Re: The Taboo Master (User Rating: 1 )
by Former_Member on Tuesday, 15th February 2005 @ 07:58:36 AM AEST
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Jagged and correded, like the ancient cwarnings of an Egyptian curse. Your similes are most fair as too is your imagery.
Sweet dreams are made of this.
So many emotions beneath this piece, it is difficult to pin point under the umbrella of sorrow... perhaps an element of grief?
I really do love this poem. -and it is said rarely!

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