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The Iron Lady: Margaret Thatcher
I wonder if anyone had forecast
her passing away...
to my mind thoughts continued to come
should I or should I not
compose a poem
and
Mark Antony came to mind
in Julius Caesar he hath said...
as Brutus must have
Here I come not to praise Caesar
but to bury him...
we must all leave our
differences and idiosyncrasies behind
after one has gone...
we all become equal bones...
devoid of flesh
so tell me not in mournful colors
of what was blackness
you were silent then...
still and stiff…
you had no guts to face
the one now you call devil
so be gone with the wind...
I've seen many of your ilk
how many from grocers shop
daughters…
will ever rise to rule
in a democracy
perhaps you too could
but then you didn't have the spunk
which you don't have still
so learn to respect a silent bone
even dogs weep
when death comes home
God bless you all,
more,
than her
she has gone
The Iron Lady
that she alone
could be...
Comments
eightmenout
Thu, 2013-04-11 00:10
I like where you are going
I like where you are going with this, but there are a couple of lines that I feel need some work.
"the one now you call devil"
"but then you didn't have the spunk"
Think it's great otherwise.
Scott
Scott
loved
Thu, 2013-04-11 00:39
thanks friend
help edit
to make it
worth it
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eightmenout
Thu, 2013-04-11 11:59
My apologies. Not in a good
My apologies. Not in a good frame of mind last night. I would be happy to help. Just need a day or two.
Scott
loved
Thu, 2013-04-11 12:06
OKAY BY ME
shall await ur contribution
to make it more lively
spunk.... could be replaced by
GALL/BALLS
AND THE DEVIL
BY EVIL
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eightmenout
Fri, 2013-04-12 10:05
suggestions
the one you now hold in disgrace
but then you lack the iron will
Scott
loved
Fri, 2013-04-12 10:09
i shall review as you say
thanks
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weirdelf
Thu, 2013-04-11 05:38
You clearly did not live in England
during her reign of terror.
A more fitting title for a poem about her might have been that of eightmenout's latest "Bully"
cheers,
Jess
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loved
Thu, 2013-04-11 09:14
happy you came by
regards and congrats
many will benefit from
you now
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Kailashana2
Thu, 2013-04-11 09:24
I'm pleasantly surprised,
I'm pleasantly surprised, Love. Some meat on this bone!
~
loved
Thu, 2013-04-11 09:32
I too am surprised that
you are surprised
and have once come
with a positive vibe
thanks Kailashana
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Kailashana2
Thu, 2013-04-11 12:27
Poetry is not always
Poetry is not always masturbation, mutual or otherwise, Loved. I think by now you know this.
:-)
loved
Thu, 2013-04-11 13:18
TOTALLY
unclear ma'am
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