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Author Name: Freebluefish 4 Comments
Date Added: September 15, 2004 23:09:38 Average Score: (Needs 2)
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The Appalachian Paradox
"I'll love you when pigs fly."
you said between the creaks
of your porch swing.
So i went a hopping home
like a drunk frog in a pond of moonshine.
To the sewing machine in the attic
to sew wings upon my father's pigs.

There i sat all night
sewing wings upon the pigs
because i am a clever fellow
with fine stitches pig flying stitches
with wings of goose & occasional owl feather.
with spider thread to hold them all together.

Then i fed them pigs,
a diet of pearls
from an antique necklace,
from my grandmother's, hope chest.
Pearls to make them lighter,
after all wings can take you,
only so far into the air, & i am sure,
you wanted eloquent flying pigs.

The next day i took the pigs to a mountain cliff
but do you know as i watch the last one drop
down the valley to the ground
below the clouds
& make that sound that lets you know
that the pig will not walk away
from the landing in among
the flowers in the valley.

i finally come to an understanding
you will never love me or hold me sweet
because pigs lack ambition
& gravity lacks imagination.
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Comment By: FreeTabitha on February 13, 2008 01:36:38 AM Report
OMG.... this is an awesome poem. i love it.

Comment By: FreeShe Whispers on September 16, 2004 07:26:01 AM Report
Comment By: TrialAnn on September 16, 2004 06:39:16 AM Report
The last line reminds me of the fables I read when I was younger. Lovely work Andrew.
Comment By: FreeCorina on September 16, 2004 01:16:17 AM Report
you are a genius.


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