What a brilliant poem Christina! Earthy, witty, well written. A tongue in
cheek, nip your nose, go for it, echo of the impolite side of english
poetry. It's great.
Bob
>From: Christina Fletcher <[log in to unmask]>
>Reply-To: The Pennine Poetry Works <[log in to unmask]>
>To: [log in to unmask]
>Subject: New sub: Aromatherapy
>Date: Thu, 30 May 2002 13:15:11 EDT
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>Gosh, it's quiet. This is pretty ghastly (aren't they all!) and very new
>but
>it's all I've got at the moment.
>bw
>christina
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> Aromatherapy
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> At last I know what once I knew in part:
> A therapist was able to explain
> That when a venom courses through the heart
> You need an antidote to ease the pain.
> So, for your cruelty, I will cast a spell:
> Let putrefaction eat your guts, your eyes
> Smart in the stench of your internal hell,
> Weep in the blinding cramps of all your lies.
> For every kiss, each flattery, a gift
> Emitted by your bowels will fill the air
> And, like atomic mushrooms, swell and drift
> To warn all living creatures that you're there.
> Console yourself, my dear, things could be worse:
> A spell is not as pungent as a curse.
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>christina fletcher
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