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Setting
Contributed by
Clayman
on
Friday, 11th September 2009 @ 04:43:28 AM in AEST
Topic:
MiscPoems
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Gently i place the hollow throne
between leather jaws
and hammer in
the timber wedge.
The stage is set.
Hungry gyrator
lowered with precision
knibbles gently
when wiggled with care,
shaping hands
onto tender golden arms.
Starry eye
balanced on pins
clicks into place
when pressured.
It cradles justly.
Crowd stands silenced in awe.
Parallel grips
tightens the embrace.
Rotating whiskers
ready the king
for the baptism of suds.
Optic glass
dissects each angle
for analysis,
assuring perfection
upon curtains' closing.
A star is born.
-Svw
Copyright ©
Clayman
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2009-09-11 04:43:28] (Date/Time posted on
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Re: Setting
(User Rating: 1 ) by Former_Member on
Friday, 11th September 2009 @ 05:38:16 AM AEST (User
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A very nice piece on a different subject, an entertaining read.
-Phil |
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