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Array ( [sid] => 15708 [catid] => 1 [aid] => Mick [title] => Ticker Tape Parade [time] => 2003-04-07 19:25:00 [hometext] => Idealisation and how we come to accept de-idealisation. Which is what life is all about? [bodytext] => Candyfloss and ruby girls
How I love you
Those lemonade lips and sweet taste
That remind me of home

How you sang and wept
That shore of waltzing matildas
Full hips without a home.
Do you remember

Candyfloss and ruby girls
In carnivals and late night balls
Under leaves of night crescent
And scented handkerchiefs

You stood there saying
Nothing, silence and more
And how I slept
Resting my life upon the lap (of)

Candyfloss and ruby girls
Yesterdays belle
And yesteryear's beau
Asking

When I come home
Lacking the dream
Will you remind me of

Candyfloss and rubygirls [comments] => 2 [counter] => 247 [topic] => 52 [informant] => TFLM [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 5 [ratings] => 1 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => goodbyepoetry )

Ticker Tape Parade

Contributed by TFLM on Monday, 7th April 2003 @ 07:25:00 PM in AEST
Topic: goodbyepoetry

Candyfloss and ruby girls
How I love you
Those lemonade lips and sweet taste
That remind me of home

How you sang and wept
That shore of waltzing matildas
Full hips without a home.
Do you remember

Candyfloss and ruby girls
In carnivals and late night balls
Under leaves of night crescent
And scented handkerchiefs

You stood there saying
Nothing, silence and more
And how I slept
Resting my life upon the lap (of)

Candyfloss and ruby girls
Yesterdays belle
And yesteryear's beau
Asking

When I come home
Lacking the dream
Will you remind me of

Candyfloss and rubygirls

Copyright © TFLM ... [ 2003-04-07 19:25:00]
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Re: Ticker Tape Parade (User Rating: 1 )
by tease_whizz on Thursday, 24th April 2003 @ 08:03:06 AM AEST
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i really like this - beautiful imagery, effective enjambement and the whole idealisation message comes through clearly and with such clarity. great write, keep them coming, Kate x

Re: Ticker Tape Parade (User Rating: 1 )
by Wrybod on Monday, 9th June 2003 @ 12:41:19 PM AEST
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Reminded me of June 1948 when I was a Spitfire pilot operating in Malaya. Last flight before short service commission ended.

Within a month I was back home with a part time job as a cattle cake mill operative preparing to work my way through university
(special degree courses open to ex servicemen

From the sublime to the rediculous

Somehow I didn't find de-idealisation too difficult to accept. I was lucky to find a girl that made my life heaven for those few years (read my poem"The way we were")

I'm comming to like your snappy style

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