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Ticker Tape Parade
Contributed by
TFLM
on
Monday, 7th April 2003 @ 07:25:00 PM in AEST
Topic:
goodbyepoetry
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Candyfloss and ruby girls
How I love you
Those lemonade lips and sweet taste
That remind me of home
How you sang and wept
That shore of waltzing matildas
Full hips without a home.
Do you remember
Candyfloss and ruby girls
In carnivals and late night balls
Under leaves of night crescent
And scented handkerchiefs
You stood there saying
Nothing, silence and more
And how I slept
Resting my life upon the lap (of)
Candyfloss and ruby girls
Yesterdays belle
And yesteryear's beau
Asking
When I come home
Lacking the dream
Will you remind me of
Candyfloss and rubygirls
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TFLM
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2003-04-07 19:25:00] (Date/Time posted on
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Re: Ticker Tape Parade
(User Rating: 1 ) by tease_whizz on
Thursday, 24th April 2003 @ 08:03:06 AM AEST (User
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i really like this - beautiful imagery, effective enjambement and the whole idealisation message comes through clearly and with such clarity. great write, keep them coming, Kate x |
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Re: Ticker Tape Parade
(User Rating: 1 ) by Wrybod on
Monday, 9th June 2003 @ 12:41:19 PM AEST (User
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Reminded me of June 1948 when I was a Spitfire pilot operating in Malaya. Last flight before short service commission ended.
Within a month I was back home with a part time job as a cattle cake mill operative preparing to work my way through university
(special degree courses open to ex servicemen
From the sublime to the rediculous
Somehow I didn't find de-idealisation too difficult to accept. I was lucky to find a girl that made my life heaven for those few years (read my poem"The way we were")
I'm comming to like your snappy style |
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