Laws corporal

…and you paint your eyes sad.
For the queer passerby, made it clear,
We are all subjects to laws corporal.
Unaware of… sort of, heard about.

…and you pray-raise your brows.
Unaware still of; days nor hours,
Not even that queer, who passed you.
No name, no trace… memory be gone soon.

…and you try to logic your know.
Mother, father… if they’re alive…
At this point of time… and if not…
Laws corporal… barristers celebrant…

…and you vest yourself with powers.
Projecting unknown… wishing for
After, be good immortal… and for
All further dispatches and queries to be forwarded

to:

Street: Heavenly
House: of Lord
Country: Paradise


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Really good! Very strong, an inner power coming from each word. Or so I felt.
Thank you for such a good poetry.
Best regards,

Гладиатор   05.04.2004 14:54     Заявить о нарушении
:)

Wanted to write something inspiring but, my dog is laying right next to my chair blowing raspberries --- all I can say at this point – thanks.

See you later – gladiator :)

Fern   06.04.2004 08:08   Заявить о нарушении
:))"Thanks" will do just fine - this word can be very inspiring:))
What kind of dog do you have? Mine is a black mastiff:))
Best regards,

Гладиатор   06.04.2004 09:33   Заявить о нарушении
I have German Weimaraner - Victor IV. Thanks for your comments though. Re-read it today and now my day is complete. :)

Fern   09.04.2004 17:34   Заявить о нарушении
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