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The Ode of Human Life (Free verse) by ShaNoN+960317485 The young plow the day with thoughts on heads of a coin
Imagine glamour of Hollywood poles on which birds do sing
Shrug the present plight for the flicker of fluorescent tubes groin
Waste away to the grease brothel of fast foods offensive wings
The day steps aside and darkness to the present dares arrive
For in frolic reverie he hath in waking slept the day till present come
Wasted away in fancy to ever away hoping to break into glamour suns
Still hoping, few glance through the last few pages of once bygone life
A grim heart given to his young days without direction to drive
Scratch the furrows, tickle the wrinkles then switches off the light
Up the ladder:
Feminist?
Down the ladder:
For Kristen
Votes: (green: user, blue: anonymous)
Arithmetic Mean: 6.8
Posted: November 14, 2003 6:40 AM PST; Last modified: November 14, 2003 6:40 AM PSTWeighted score: 6.7146335 Overall Rank: 493 Comments:
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ShaNoN+960317485 @ 199.40.206.3
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14-Nov-03/6:41 AM
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Your simple hopes of glamour & fame may never come true:o)
I like the way you get this poem to flow out of such long lines.
The only pick is that it is a little too eclectic in the images it throws in rather than building up a central metaphor.
what can i say, i must be one of them in the poem 2:o)
Let me guess, you must be the old man's whore, and you, I assume, think your poetry should be on the best list too. You two are hopeless, really.
Take the blue pill and i will tell you 2 :o)
Better yet i'll show you:o)
Remids me of the future. :)
interesting - 7 -
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