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[sid] => 183931
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[aid] => mick
[title] => Cradle
[time] => 2017-02-18 06:23:35
[hometext] =>
[bodytext] => Take my hand
please
palms sopping and limp in a post monsoon breeze
palms
squelching with sweat
in the swelter
of a mid-afternoon sun
sweater clung to skin
clam on clam
on an unperturbed seabed
past the storm
that cracks
shards in the sky
raining into the overripe, swollen sea
eddying
sprays of perfume
pungent and provocative
That doesn/'/t matter anymore
Please do take my hand
heat from friction
will keep us alive
past furious volcanoes
livid with their unresolved angst
spewing at the mouths
angry spittle
of searing rod hot rage
incoherent, beyond reason
Please oh please
would you lock fingers with me
We/'/d bubble down
glug glug glug
past the treacherous world that breathes
20/'/000 leagues
beneath the roiled surface
in the tenacious embrace of
an impenetrable vessel
down into
the nether, never wandered regions
so pristine
where no creature
human, rock or beast
could ever cause us grief
Storms or swells
sharks or shells
I/'/ll discern for you
I/'/ll be good to you
I/'/ll be sweet
I won/'/t cry, scream, flail, cuss
I/'/ll love you forever
it will be fossilized for an eternity.
[comments] => 3
[counter] => 167
[topic] => 43
[informant] => CARAAAAA
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[alanguage] => english
[acomm] => 0
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Cradle
Contributed by
CARAAAAA
on
Saturday, 18th February 2017 @ 06:23:35 AM in AEST
Topic:
oops
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Take my hand
please
palms sopping and limp in a post monsoon breeze
palms
squelching with sweat
in the swelter
of a mid-afternoon sun
sweater clung to skin
clam on clam
on an unperturbed seabed
past the storm
that cracks
shards in the sky
raining into the overripe, swollen sea
eddying
sprays of perfume
pungent and provocative
That doesn/'/t matter anymore
Please do take my hand
heat from friction
will keep us alive
past furious volcanoes
livid with their unresolved angst
spewing at the mouths
angry spittle
of searing rod hot rage
incoherent, beyond reason
Please oh please
would you lock fingers with me
We/'/d bubble down
glug glug glug
past the treacherous world that breathes
20/'/000 leagues
beneath the roiled surface
in the tenacious embrace of
an impenetrable vessel
down into
the nether, never wandered regions
so pristine
where no creature
human, rock or beast
could ever cause us grief
Storms or swells
sharks or shells
I/'/ll discern for you
I/'/ll be good to you
I/'/ll be sweet
I won/'/t cry, scream, flail, cuss
I/'/ll love you forever
it will be fossilized for an eternity.
Copyright ©
CARAAAAA
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2017-02-18 06:23:35] (Date/Time posted on
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Re: Cradle
(User Rating: 1 ) by Former_Member on
Saturday, 18th February 2017 @ 02:01:20 PM AEST (User
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You/'/re an articulate poet. Beautiful imagery and a strong opening |
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Re: Cradle
(User Rating: 1 ) by Former_Member on
Saturday, 18th February 2017 @ 09:38:42 PM AEST (User
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The line, "would you lock fingers with me"
is so uniquely beautiful. To ask such a question,
with no understanding of language, for the first time,
entering into the world with loud voice.
including all the animals in the history of
Peace!
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Re: Cradle
(User Rating: 1 ) by ming on
Sunday, 19th February 2017 @ 12:33:04 PM AEST (User
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Nature and love, eternity and strength, questions and want! Love this.
ming |
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