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[aid] => Mick
[title] => Birds...
[time] => 2002-10-31 22:30:00
[hometext] => I guess I wrote this for Halloween except for those who read will probably think I'm insane since it makes little sense and is very random. Warning: If you are very fond of birds do not read this poem...lol :)
[bodytext] => From the witches mouths I heard these words
“Beware the songs of the mockingbirds The nightingale’s enchantment is binding strong The peacock’s beauty conceals the wrongs And within the steely heart of the colorful pheasant Lies darkness and sins with nothing pleasant.” From the sorcerer’s mouths I heard these words “Watch out for the songs of the dreamlike birds For dreams of paradises shall be broken soon When the silver wolf howls under the silver moon The eagle’s cry is a warning clear To stay away from the hawk’s tears The cassowary’s power is forever strong And the swan’s beauty defeats its song But be wary of black for the color stains And listen not to rooster’s pains” From the wizard’s mouth I heard these cries “Look not to the enthralling evening skies For that is where the danger is hidden And this knowledge is eternally forbidden That the goldfinch is filled with cruelty and greed Flying to where the white arctic penguins feed Unknown to the eyes of the human on earth There lie hidden shadows with plenty in worth Venture not into these creatures’ lair For death is waiting for you there” From the warlock’s mouths I heard these roars “Listen not to the other’s folklores There are riches and fortunes waiting to be taken There is no land on earth where human hands are forsaken Explore and find what your destiny has decided They merely want it so they have denied it Listen to the urges within your soul These riches will finally make you whole Discover yourself with silver and gold And know what this earthy planet can hold Heed my words and go into the nests Where my ally birds now do rest They shall help and hinder you not *Except maybe they’ll help you learn to rot* [comments] => 2 [counter] => 281 [topic] => 18 [informant] => huey [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 5 [ratings] => 1 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => Holiday Poetry )
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