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Wince'
Contributed by
donnz
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Monday, 5th January 2004 @ 07:05:11 PM in AEST
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___ wince!
Mother and Son sit alone in the cold
A kerosene lamp with dirty glass
Paints the room ochre and dust
Rock Cold
___wince!
She pushes back against the night
Lighting Lucky Strikes one after one
Talking to demons buried deep
Within the swirling smoke
‘Rock cold
___ wince!
Her son sits unseen under the table
Watching as the play unfolds
Trying to understand a 'past
Before he was born
Before he became
'Rock cold
___wince'
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Re: Wince'
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by donnz on
Monday, 5th January 2004 @ 07:08:03 PM AEST
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| wince' is the sound a rocking chair makes on the pushback___ wince' is also a facial tic that one makes when reminded of the winterness of your youth. |
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Re: Wince'
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by Jellybellyprincess on
Monday, 5th January 2004 @ 07:17:04 PM AEST
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Oy! That picture painted in the first stanza caught my attention well..... the poem's meaning is somewhat unknown to me. I can get a picture, but I'm still working on it. The setting is my favorite part, especially the kerosene lamp with dirty glass--- like a light of virtue, yet hidden by the ugliness surrounding it.... atleast that's what I took from the setting.....
Well done-- a fine poem =)
God bless,
Ellen
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