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the monster
Contributed by
madseeker
on
Tuesday, 18th February 2003 @ 02:20:00 PM in AEST
Topic:
Nostalgic
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at noon the monster shakes
away the embryonic safety of
quilted caverns and a warm den
dreams still cling to her limbs,
hanging in whispers round her neck
the monster shrugs off their
demanding embrace and
blinks
(she sleeps head to end,
to confuse the foot vampires)
around her angels float suspended,
offering courage in their fashion,
bidding good day with smiles,
scented smoke and lyrical wisdom
a primordial language of
undecipherable guttural growls
precedes her stalk
down the dark corridor
to a place of light and good smells
stopping only to receive a fairys kiss
(or perhaps a pause to confirm the
tiny winged-ones sage appraisal that
indeed, this monster walks)
the monster emerges
with bleary eyes
and a tousled mane that defies comment
but the hot liquid is soothing
sipped slowly with deliberation
the monster we made
breathes fire and tosses the cares of the world into the bulging sack she carries over her shoulder, and aside from these,
I cant see a thing I would change
Copyright ©
madseeker
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2003-02-18 14:20:00]
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Re: the monster
(User Rating: 1 )
by Lia on
Tuesday, 18th February 2003 @ 03:46:55 PM AEST
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| I really like this...but foot vampires?? LOL |
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Re: the monster
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by LadyDama on
Wednesday, 19th February 2003 @ 02:28:06 AM AEST
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| ah, what a refreshing, humourous and loving way to look at our offspring... aren't they beautiful in the morning?... your poetry not only brightens my day... it stimulates my mind... |
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