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deanena tierney Jul 2010
Pauper prophet stands amid nobility's raucious crowd.
Beckoned forth, mocked for faith, punishingly proud.

Beams are set, noose is hung, gallant dress is donned.
The noble man, on pedestal, is smugly looking on.

Trumpets hasten allotted time; judgement,error-free.
Noble man; mortal witness, of the paupers' eternity.
(for my daughter)

i hope the grey clouds come today
to blanket the sky, misty slate and grey
block out the angry rays and keep us cool
so the salamander can lick his eyes by the pool

the cardinal's come back, the bluejay too
all manner of sounds
raucious caw and ribbony twirl of xylophones and whistles
lovely these creatures we hear alike
as creatures of habit and simple delights

cb
or cbrander

i signed cb for a long time but there's another cb on hellopoetry

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