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Channel Surfing

Contributed by spike on Tuesday, 11th December 2007 @ 08:36:36 AM in AEST
Topic: FamilyPoems







It’s not like the tv shows
where families bond and promise grows;
Mother’s lie and turn away
Colours fade to shades of grey

So unlike the virtual land
where siblings form a merry band;
Father’s hit and families break
shame and fear left in their wake

All grown up we try to rate
with episodes of love and hate
but end up cancelled, running last,
doomed to re-enact our past

Parents rarely know what’s best,
sullen souls and scars attest
brother’s kick and sister’s tell,
but on tv, all is well.




Copyright © spike ... [ 2007-12-11 08:36:36]
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Re: Channel Surfing (User Rating: 1 )
by Honey56 on Tuesday, 11th December 2007 @ 12:57:13 PM AEST
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WOW!!!
This is just beautiful!!
You are a brilliant poet!
Happy Holidays


Re: Channel Surfing (User Rating: 1 )
by endlesspath on Tuesday, 11th December 2007 @ 01:38:46 PM AEST
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it is? where?
I do not think its fair anywhere, but what do I know, Im a dumb female...single and not with anyone to compare......maybe Im wrong

Cute, and correct write.
Thanks Spike for the info


Endless


Re: Channel Surfing (User Rating: 1 )
by needledancing on Saturday, 12th January 2008 @ 10:13:46 PM AEST
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Lately on tv all I seem to see are infomercials...they are driving me mad.
Where is the Red Skelton Show and What happened to Ed Sullivan and all his entertainers...BeWitched...What happened to Tabetha...TV is total crap today.
The violence is good though..you can raise some healthy psycopaths watching that......I wish I had never bought a TV and invested in a well equiped library in the house when my kids were growing up..


Re: Channel Surfing (User Rating: 1 )
by emystar on Monday, 4th February 2008 @ 10:27:09 PM AEST
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You are an incredible writer.
huggs,
emy


Re: Channel Surfing (User Rating: 1 )
by brew on Saturday, 9th February 2008 @ 01:23:32 PM AEST
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p like Leave it To Beaver..ha






could I say alot more and more and more


But hey, Wished it was like that


The write, take the heart, yet for more

brew~




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