Re: Welcome to the ~*~1 - 2 - 3 - 4 - 5 Challenge~*~ -- Poetry Challenge Court

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Subject: Re: Welcome to the ~*~1 - 2 - 3 - 4 - 5 Challenge~*~

Author:
andy spaschak

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Date Posted: 13:23:36 10/08/07 Mon
In reply to: Sasha 's message, "Welcome to the ~*~1 - 2 - 3 - 4 - 5 Challenge~*~" on 15:17:28 10/06/07 Sat

One - Two - Three - Four Dawn!

In the vanilla morn
out where the abounding sun
sits on a tangerine horizon
reflecting calicos of
yellow, red, and orange
my dreams remain superfluous
in the web of silence where
I hear the bass drums mixing with
the song of trumpet calls of
cadenced rings
that slowly fall
to crescendos

before the humid day
takes its hold

ajs

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Author:
Sam (Loosed by Chains)
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Date Posted: 06:00:39 10/10/07 Wed

Loosed by Chains

Shame lay humid on her cheek
As sweetened solitude she seeks
Away from daddy�s hellish web

Superfluous bindings of his bed

Knowing there is no escape
Blueblack thighs her nighty drape
Stained red and brown to calico

Abounding in her tortured flow

Let fury drive sweet blinding swing
To rage within, a comfort bring
A moments peace, a stolen breath

A spirit chained, loosed in death

Kumquat crepe or apricot
Free to choose one final thought
A breeze, a rustle, a shortened sigh

As mists enclose her closing eye

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