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Pregnant Thoughts
Contributed by
windowguy
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Monday, 25th May 2009 @ 11:12:52 PM in AEST
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Sometimes you cant avoid Contracting this good disease, It invades the whole body But gets better by degrees! Sometimes the hottest fever Burns an anxious brow Until the newest creation Comes to birth somehow. Yet, oh what great joy When, at last it comes to life; So emotional a release that You can cut the air with a knife. From the womb of the mind Those fertile seeds of thought Grew, and did truly flourish From nothing, to such import That, now you are so proud To be the Father of a child; A result of inner turmoil From one so meek and mild. How pleased you will be After such sweat and tears, To look at it time and again Over many joyful years.
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Re: Pregnant Thoughts
(User Rating: 1 ) by jesusofholland on
Tuesday, 26th May 2009 @ 12:11:36 PM AEST (User
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Great metaphor in comparing actual birth to the creation of a poem or other peice of writing! I like the imagry of creation and life. I think the poem speaks for itself, and therefore does not need the quotes around 'creation' and 'child', but that's only a minor detail. Excellent work! |
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