poemranker ::Papa Smurf by Bachus

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Papa Smurf

Member since 2002 · Posted 20 Nov 2002 · 7 comments

Wise beyond his years. He protects the smurf berries. Never knowing why.

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[10] INTRANSIT 20-Nov-02/5:58 PM Reply
al the other smurfs left. he just needs closure. whatever that is.
[3] daniella 20-Nov-02/6:13 PM Reply
where is the leap where God comes through? is there one in smurfdom?
[n/a] Bachus › daniella 20-Nov-02/6:21 PM Reply
you really don't care very much for smurfs do you. shame really. you must be very old. and bitter.e
[n/a] <~> 20-Nov-02/8:28 PM Reply
because he can't get his hand away. it's glued firmly in place. that's why.
[10] deleted user 21-Nov-02/6:01 AM Reply
Brilliant, you have dissected the sinister angst and grief that lies in the true thoughts of the smurfs with panache and a brutal simplicity. All we need now is one for the plight of smurfette.
[3] daryash-koh 21-Nov-02/9:04 AM Reply
With this poem, Bachus has hit on a primal cultural archetype. "The Smurfs" was a creepy show. Their skin has a blue pallor, like corpses, or pagan celtic body paint. And the show has strong anti-semitic overtones. Gargamel, their enemy, looks like a nazi cartoon-jew. And he wants to capture the smurfs to make gold. And that cat, Azriel...Israel? hmm? And Gargamel makes the first smurfette, the one with black hair. Lilith? Gnosticism anyone? Hello!
[n/a] -=Dark_Angel=-, P.I. 21-Nov-02/10:08 AM Reply
This is the best thing you have ever written.