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Wandering Jest
By A_Puppet_Show
In the valley,
he found his toy,
that of a heathen,
Woe me! eyeless I am,
none will meet them,
the toy wept and spoke:
Lost in me the gods,
shackles on my feet,
lost in me the gods,
shackles on my hands,
lust in us o' god!
you on my lips ..
In the valley,
he broke his toy;
free then lips,
hands and feet,
away heathen!
eyes saw more,
all will meet them.
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© 2006 Blinded_Tiger
Published on Saturday, September 16, 2006.
Filed under:
"Poetry"
Comments on "Wandering Jest"
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A former member wrote:
Great read. Very nicely done. :)
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On Monday, September 18, 2006, Solace
(1069)
wrote:
*smiles* I quite like this piece...its soft and yet hard at the same time. It was in Dune that "God created Arrakis to train the faithful" which is a good idea in itself. But this piece deals with more than that...
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On Monday, September 18, 2006, Solace
(1069) wrote:
The fallen fall by the wayside, but its more of a gift, the gift of seeing new places with new eyes. this piece is truly amazing full of grace and wonder...
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On Thursday, September 21, 2006, A_Puppet_Show
(166) wrote:
Sometimes you scare me. Be it eden, Arrakis or maybe Kings Dark Tower. I thought of Arrakis last while writting it, but I just bought the T.V version (sequal) a few days ago so this kind of made my jaw drop.
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On Thursday, September 21, 2006, A_Puppet_Show
(166) wrote:
Damned good way to understand the poem even if it wasnt on my mind directly. Cheers! Tiger
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On Sunday, September 17, 2006, TaintedButterfly
(670) wrote:
Like being placed back in the days of old. A LOTR quality to it. I also loved how it flowed off my tongue as I read it. Great job. Julia~
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