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In the morning I woke
To find the wings had come through
Great slices of flesh had opened along my back,
And the golden tendons pulsated
In the early dawn light
The feathers, like pearl-white scimitars,
Arced along the webbing,
And generally elicited shock and awe.

I felt pretty sad, not being human anymore
Sure, Angels could fly and stuff,
But its not like you can go to the movies
Or fart without someone looking
The holier than thou stuff can be a bit of a drag too,
And who ever heard a Warrior of Heaven crack a joke?
(A cherub, a goblin and an avatar walk into a bar, see, and…)
It just doesn’t work.

Still, fighting the armies of Hell sure beats
Friday night football,
What with the swords of fire and
The casting of daemons back into the Pit,
And the Thrones and Principalities and Dominions
Means -finally - I‘m in a fraternity!!
Mom will cry and fuss,
But Dad’ll be proud
- He was hoping for the Change before Mass
So he could boast to Father Merrin.

So I called in sick for school,
Trying to whisper so that my
Voice of Power didn’t shatter the windows,
And chugged back some java,
Wondering how to break the news to my girl
That I was ascending
Damn. I hadn’t even got to second base… [comments] => 9 [counter] => 270 [topic] => 74 [informant] => spike [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 38 [ratings] => 11 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => surreal )

Growing Pains

Contributed by spike on Friday, 3rd February 2006 @ 06:56:19 PM in AEST
Topic: surreal

In the morning I woke
To find the wings had come through
Great slices of flesh had opened along my back,
And the golden tendons pulsated
In the early dawn light
The feathers, like pearl-white scimitars,
Arced along the webbing,
And generally elicited shock and awe.

I felt pretty sad, not being human anymore
Sure, Angels could fly and stuff,
But its not like you can go to the movies
Or fart without someone looking
The holier than thou stuff can be a bit of a drag too,
And who ever heard a Warrior of Heaven crack a joke?
(A cherub, a goblin and an avatar walk into a bar, see, and…)
It just doesn’t work.

Still, fighting the armies of Hell sure beats
Friday night football,
What with the swords of fire and
The casting of daemons back into the Pit,
And the Thrones and Principalities and Dominions
Means -finally - I‘m in a fraternity!!
Mom will cry and fuss,
But Dad’ll be proud
- He was hoping for the Change before Mass
So he could boast to Father Merrin.

So I called in sick for school,
Trying to whisper so that my
Voice of Power didn’t shatter the windows,
And chugged back some java,
Wondering how to break the news to my girl
That I was ascending
Damn. I hadn’t even got to second base…

Copyright Â© spike ... [ 2006-02-03 18:56:19]
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Re: Growing Pains (User Rating: 1 )
by NoSaint on Friday, 3rd February 2006 @ 07:10:16 PM AEST
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loved it ...great pic too

NS

Re: Growing Pains (User Rating: 1 )
by shelby on Friday, 3rd February 2006 @ 07:16:36 PM AEST
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refreshing and different. Great job!
Michelle

Re: Growing Pains (User Rating: 1 )
by lostrelic on Friday, 3rd February 2006 @ 08:19:42 PM AEST
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what a great write ty for the post and the laugh lol r.m.wilder

Re: Growing Pains (User Rating: 1 )
by OzChick on Friday, 3rd February 2006 @ 08:21:04 PM AEST
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I love your imagination. And the picture is cool. There's great imagery in this poem and good tungue in cheek humour. A great read this, tops.
~Jenny~

Re: Growing Pains (User Rating: 1 )
by deadheadpoet on Saturday, 4th February 2006 @ 06:00:48 PM AEST
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VERY cool write. And I too love the pic. Thanks for sharing. Peace, Laura

Re: Growing Pains (User Rating: 1 )
by brew on Saturday, 4th February 2006 @ 09:46:07 PM AEST
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Splendid write, and wonderful vivid images planted in the head.! You always write and post wonderful meaningful writes.! Thank you

Brew~

Re: Growing Pains (User Rating: 1 )
by Former_Member on Sunday, 5th February 2006 @ 12:39:34 AM AEST
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Well, holy heavens spike! What an imaginative little mind you have, (as if I didn't
already know !! ) This was so bloody creative, I could scream. And yes, you caught
me -- my lips curled, ever so slightly into a smile at a few lines . . .
You captured the descriptions expertly, hun, you clever little virtuoso you!
Thank you for this.

Ever and always ~

~B

Re: Growing Pains (User Rating: 1 )
by Former_Member on Tuesday, 7th February 2006 @ 04:12:37 AM AEST
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Great read,creative and entertaining,

Den

Re: Growing Pains (User Rating: 1 )
by Former_Member on Tuesday, 4th April 2006 @ 02:29:54 PM AEST
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According to the votes, there's some folks on this site that are 'bout as edjukated as a rock. I can't put this 104 page book down. Dang ya, Spike, I got deadlines to meet and all I can think about is gettin' to the next page! Another SUPERB.

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