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Ghosts And Plants |
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CrazyHorse Junior Member
since 2008-08-23
Posts 31New-Brunswick, Canada |
i hit a dry spell for a couple of months with no inspiration or writing done at all hahaha here's a little something that'll hopefully get the ball rolling....it's just a small poem about air or breathing or whatever hehe... hope you enjoy it! ------------------------------------------ A Ghost, looking at a Ghost, I can't see what they see But I know what I know And Plants, taking in what most Ghosts can't, I couldn't fit in their shoes But I went where I went I can't see what they'd want with me Since I fell, I can't tell if I'm them or me Was that a Ghost? From a window, to a door I just couldn't get into, I plant my seeds pretty well And I hang ten 'till they grow And breath, soaking up what Plants need less, Like a Ghost appears and recedes Can you tell me which suits me best? |
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Margherita Member Seraphic
since 2003-02-08
Posts 22236Eternity |
Well, it's crazy, but I like it! We owe the plants so much, so what suits you best (and all of us) is gratitude. My own interpretation ... Love, Margherita  |
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anniepimm54 Member
since 2009-09-03
Posts 110 |
Excellent poem i enjoyed reading it, We should take more care of our world before it becomes just a ghost in the wind...  |
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Alison 
since 2008-01-27
Posts 9318Lumpy oatmeal makes me crazy! |
Well, I like it. It's unusual and interesting. Welcome back. I am glad to see you among us again. Alison |
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