User:Mashfield/The parables of peter

The parables of peter, is a short poem written by Peter Lane, and also widely contributed to by Charlie Spoors, which proclaims Peter's love for Charlie Spoors. The poem was written on the 16th November 2009 in Winchcombe school during an English lesson with Mr.Jones.

The poem itself.
The Parables of Peter. Act 1;

Charlie Spoors, God next to me,

Far from my soliloquy.

Admiring his musclebound chest,

His manly fur the golden crest.

Gazing at gigantic arms

Made me want to sing His Psalms

Cowering under his mighty stare

I beheld his windswept chestnut hair.

Kingly gaze upon my brow,

It was then that i made the sacred vow

To cherish him forever more

Until i become a man of yore.

Act 2;

Lost in the tempest

thy passionate depths

for i would die a thousand deaths.

But to gaze on thee once more

Toil and war I would endure.

Your every touch a soft caress

Hold me close upon thy breast

Lest you leave me, lest thy die

Fruit be stolen from my eye

Deep within my soul would weep

Tears surrounding both my feet

My soul has left, I can but cry

Farewell the apple of my eye.

The construction of the poem.
The poem only started with act one, and after major public dispute the author decided that he should add another act to the poem to please his fans. The poem was constructed during an English lesson, period 5 Monday 16th November 2009.

The content of the poem.
The poem shows a very powerful love between an unknown character, who we assume is the author, and Charlie Spoors (A.K.A "Tom Cruise", "Nature Boy" and most commonly "Spoors"). We do not know whether the love spoken of in this poem is fictional or real but we do know that the author holds some very deep feelings for Charlie Spoors, to truly understand these feelings you will have to be a witness of the relationship between the author and the "apple of his eye".

Future Contributions.
We are yet to find out whether there will be another, perhaps final, act to the poem. Hopefully, there will be enough public backing for another penultimate act, only time will reveal what happens to the unknown character and the "musclebound" and "mighty" Charlie Spoors...

Act 3
The full moon shines

On the evergreen pines

as the cunning thief

Brushes bough and leaf.

Forest fowl

and wisened owl

observed the figure

run with renown rigour

Hark, the sound of pursuit

the thief ghosted left, changing her route.

The owls watched on, as now free of plight

she jumped in the air and whooped in delight.