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Showcase Of The Sentimentalist - Part One

Let us discuss the circus alive in the theater of your conflicts, the Master of Ceremonies cremates caution in the center of curiosity's conciet where birds bleed songs of azure agony, madness remembers the melody of a midnight march to a shrine built from bricks baste with war sweat and stress as Death sits solemnly thumping it's cranial cudgel methodically atop drums taut with elephant hide, a child approaches through the Hippodrome's east chamber juggling three radiant orbs, omni, omega, ovation, the audience of thousands uproars unanimously when Hate, Love & Fate manifest as beasts of the best brutality encircling the child with a primordial hunger in their bellies, their handlers cocky and competitive, controls the animals with elements such as air, fire & water, one by one they rush the child with violent intent, in their hearts victim & victory are synonomous, the tiger repelled by the fire of the child's imagination, the bear repulsed from the whistle of his innocence, and the lepoard refrains from the current of his youth, in the balcony, Venus and Mars applaud proudly for sagacious survival, acrobats appear, the grey one Fatigue, the green one is Resolve, despite loathing each other they must be team or die from the heights, gasps from a crowd caught in a conspiracy of soul piracy as self destruction stands cackling on the arena floor with his anger crackling red, attempting to whip the hands of the acrobats with a dragon's tail encrusted with the crushed vertebrae of cowardice, he strikes their wrists but they secure the dizzing stunt in defiance, cheers collide with the chimera of acrobats transformed into an eagle's scream while the Master of Ceremonies welcomes the women of warhorse wishes, J.A.B.

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Date: 8/28/2014 8:24:00 PM
I wish I could understand all the intricacies of this write, Justin. There is a tale to unfold...Going to part two
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Justin Bordner
Date: 8/29/2014 1:21:00 AM
Yes Eileen, I meditated deeply in this composition of self awareness, self becoming. There is abundant symbolism in this poem, of a child growing into manhood, manhood exemplifying valor and virtue, a man becoming aware and alive in the Sublime. This poem is occult, about survival, and perseverance exciting life. It means much to me that you appreciate this page of my soul my Beloved Poetess,J.A.B.
Date: 1/15/2014 6:52:00 PM
WOW alot to think about here, just one question where is the popcorn lol i think everything else is covered great write enjoyed it. cheri and thank you for your comments.
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Justin Bordner
Date: 1/16/2014 1:34:00 AM
No better entertainment than within the Mind Cheri. I've got plenty of cotton candy in there. J.A.B.
Date: 1/14/2014 3:06:00 PM
Wow, a classic epic of a write. Love your style and originality. A awesome powerful write. the use of language and visuals keeps the reader riveted. An all time fav for me. So many dynamics. Very well done Justin. best wishes. Peter Dome.
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Justin Bordner
Date: 1/14/2014 8:38:00 PM
Wow Peter, your compliments really make feel like my voice and message matters. Thank you very much my friend. J.A.B.
Date: 1/14/2014 12:59:00 PM
Justin, you make writing epic seem easy. Deep pain, much drama from one's heart... Linda
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Justin Bordner
Date: 1/14/2014 8:29:00 PM
My pains sing to me because I allow them to develop into beauty my Sphinx. Providence has given me a great talent, and I don'tlike to disappoint the higher powers. J.A.B.
Date: 1/13/2014 10:25:00 PM
Riveting lines... excellent, exuberant start.. Always, Laura
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Date: 1/14/2014 12:33:00 AM
Yeah Laura, I got 'right to the chase' with this adventure, thanks. J.A.B.