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subliminal shepherd

look into these eyes
these cracked soul windows
locked and fully loaded
with madman promise

all for you, baby
all for you
you just don't know it
not now, not yet

but come tomorrow?
you'll be on your knees
praying for yesterday
just to be the first in line

to stake your claim
to capture the fire
to inspire envy
to breathe the lie


Rene ~ March 2012
For Magpie Tales
Image by Sarolta Ban
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  1. Brian MillerMarch 4, 2012 at 10:11 PM

    huh, had to back out to your main page to be able to leave a comment...

    not sure i completely follow...but if your powers of suggestion work...and i wake up clucking like a chicken...its not going to be good...

    smiles.

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  2. Other MaryMarch 4, 2012 at 11:02 PM

    Whoa! That's a smack up side the head Renee. A good one!

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  3. WanderMarch 5, 2012 at 4:59 AM

    Thank you for your poem!

    Wander

    http://wanderwithoutbeinglost.blogspot.com

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  4. Carrie Van HornMarch 5, 2012 at 3:39 PM

    Locked and loaded for sure....love this Rene! :-)

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  5. JinksyMarch 5, 2012 at 4:41 PM

    Praying for yesterday? Sheesh!

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  6. TrellissimoMarch 5, 2012 at 5:06 PM

    Steamy!

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  7. Vodka MomMarch 5, 2012 at 9:08 PM

    First in line?

    Oh yeah, I will KILL to be first in line.

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  8. UnknownMarch 6, 2012 at 11:08 PM

    A little bit of noir. I enjoy that hard-kmockin, no nonsense gravitas. You get it here in spades (so to speak). Nicely spun words and write.

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  9. UnknownMarch 7, 2012 at 2:34 AM

    I like the atmosphere you created here using narrative, dialog and repetition with the to:… at the end. nice piece. thanks

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  10. AnonymousMarch 7, 2012 at 7:43 AM

    Well said! Lots of passion in this!
    http://charleslmashburn.wordpress.com/2012/03/05/almost-right/

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  11. Tess KincaidMarch 7, 2012 at 2:29 PM

    I especially like "madman promise"...well done Rene...

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  12. AnonymousMarch 8, 2012 at 6:33 PM

    holy mama. this rocks - uber confident. precise and to the point.

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