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TWELVE LEAD SOLDIERS

Contributed by TREBOR on Wednesday, 4th January 2006 @ 11:45:07 AM in AEST
Topic: oops



Twelve rusty lead soldiers lifted from the suitcase
Laid out on the well-worn bedside rug
Kept unobtrusively in a smelly margarine tub
Undiscovered before his mother's death

He walked with intent to the nearest library
Still preoccupied by thier blue breeches and red jackets
Given fresh courage by the librarian's wholesome smile
He retrieved his best linen hankerchief

No longer irritated by its foutain pen stains
He crossed the road while amber was still in view
Enticed by daring thoughts of tea and scones
He vowed to guard his treasures with more care

Hansard procedures and Wisden statistics told little of the story
Even-keeled relationships and modest annual increments
Neither young nor old,yet with some attractive traits
Pension anxiety not appropriate before the funeral rites

A final trip to South London and its Horniman museum
Greeted by earnest families and exotic instruments
Terse postcard explanations of Victorian racial categories
Served soggy pastries by a sweetheart from Zimbwawe

The unkempt undressed soldiers smelt now of decay
Promptly at eight o'clock he would wrap them in kitchen towels
The Christmas biscuit jar would be their new abode
He tossed the handkerchief from his third floor window




Copyright © TREBOR ... [ 2006-01-04 11:45:07]
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Re: TWELVE LEAD SOLDIERS (User Rating: 1 )
by dc on Wednesday, 4th January 2006 @ 12:04:26 PM AEST
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Wow, really nice writing.


Re: TWELVE LEAD SOLDIERS (User Rating: 1 )
by bernard2 on Wednesday, 4th January 2006 @ 01:35:21 PM AEST
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Good poem but lead cannot rust my friend bernard2


Re: TWELVE LEAD SOLDIERS (User Rating: 1 )
by walks_in_clouds on Wednesday, 4th January 2006 @ 09:22:36 PM AEST
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very interesting, your use of language really helps you feel the story.


Re: TWELVE LEAD SOLDIERS (User Rating: 1 )
by Former_Member on Monday, 9th January 2006 @ 02:10:13 PM AEST
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Quite what these lead soldiers mean to you,only you know.I have read this several times,it is so well written and totally fascinating.




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