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Sins of a Father (Free verse) by Mona Lisa Gouged from Gods thumb
my minds eye closed,
and my mother coughed a bastard
to birch her with catkin.
Blessed be the son
who sang the lords prayer,
coughed at amen;
as the priest showed him heaven
and a wet paisley handkerchief.
Father wore our secret
dressed beneath my eyes
and Mother seamed for Jesus,
Dog collars
for devils drinking horlicks
who read me Corinthians
as I wet fresh cotton.
Fathers Abstract
stained windows of lead,
shining on a darkness
kept quiet in dove feathers
he died that night
at peace in bed.
Up the ladder:
From Across the Line
Down the ladder:
A season of construction
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Posted: April 19, 2005 8:27 AM PDT; Last modified: April 19, 2005 8:27 AM PDTWeighted score: 5.2086053 Overall Rank: 4483 Comments:
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Dovina @ 204.250.12.246
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19-Apr-05/1:52 PM
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Why not use punctuation within the lines, since you're using it at the ends? I like "coughed a bastard" and "coughed at amen." But much of this eludes me.
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