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Summer Evening
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Summer Evening |
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Elizabeth Santos Member Rara Avis
since 1999-11-08
Posts 9269Pennsylvania 
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Summer Evening Vermilion skies are mellowing Above the Warbler’s yellow wing Wooded hills, a thousand trees Swaying in the evening breeze Down sweeping field through windblown grass To spring fed pond’s transparent glass On the bank I sit and gaze The depth of pond through crystal glaze Water spiders walk across Silent frog on bed of moss Water from a natural spout Tadpole tails and rainbow trout Little creek that never stops Crayfish hide ‘neath granite rocks Sun has slipped behind the hill Gone is song of whippoorwill Evening coolness, darkened hues Waters turn to cobalt blues The time has passed to linger there The moment’s gone, I know not where Firefly winks and tree frog sings In harmony with cricket rings Starling flock ‘gainst purple sky Descends to wooded perch nearby It’s time to safely occupy Night’s resting place - And so must I Elizabeth Santos [This message has been edited by Elizabeth Santos (edited 10-06-2000).] |
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Corinne Member Ascendant
since 1999-10-28
Posts 5167state of confusion |
Lovely work, Elizabeth, great use of color and imagery! Corinne |
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Charisma
since 2000-09-30
Posts 5906lost in blue pages |
summer evening, you descrive it so well...*great write* Charisma |
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Wilfred Yeats Member Elite
since 2000-08-04
Posts 2704Wilmington, Delaware |
All it lacks is Beethoven's 6th symphony playing in the background! - the words, the rhymes, the flow, the colors, all contribute to the great beauty of this idyllic scene you've created |
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Rex Allen McCoy Member Elite
since 2000-01-30
Posts 2863Sippin a Timmy's in London |
I can sit by my ponds for hours ... I'm glad I found this one Loved it ... thanks  |
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tracie66 Member Elite
since 2000-01-18
Posts 4713Australia |
Beautiful pictures in my head after reading this one Liz...wonderful writings Tracie~ Love is the life of the soul... It is the harmony of the universe |
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Denise
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Member Seraphic
since 1999-08-22
Posts 22648 |
Oh, Elizabeth, this is so beautiful! Very lovely! Denise |
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BloomingRose Member Elite
since 2000-08-09
Posts 3092Florida |
Elizabeth~ Lovely, Lovely imagery! Great write! Hands clapping now... bravo! Deb |
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Seymour Tabin Member Empyrean
since 1999-07-07
Posts 31720Tamarac Fla |
Elizabeth, Wonderful paint, a beautiful picture. Love Sy |
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Marge Tindal
since 1999-11-06
Posts 42384Florida's Foreverly Shores |
Elizabeth~ What a palette of serenity envelopes the page. Perfectly painted photograph. *click* ~*Marge*~ ~*The pen of the poet never runs out of ink, as long as we breathe.*~ noles1@totcon.com |
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emily Member
since 2000-10-03
Posts 142USA |
the nature theme is great, so real, you wrote it very nicely |
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jamesjiao Member
since 2000-04-12
Posts 268Backwaters of Avalon |
Great work, Liz, thoroughly enjoyed it... - James The beauty of nature is displayed, not through itself, but through the creatures dwelling within its bosom. |
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Mark Bohannan Member Rara Avis
since 2000-06-21
Posts 7269In the winds of Cherokee song |
"Winking" at you along with the firefly's as you have painted for us the perfect summer eve. Lovely in everyway for sure....so one more again to the halls of my library on YOUR own personal shelf of course. |
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CocoBaci Member Elite
since 2000-05-06
Posts 3043 |
Elizabeth, this is elegant in all aspects... I have no other words 2 express how beautiful this poem is! Coco |
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suthern
since 1999-07-29
Posts 20723Louisiana |
OK, I KNEW I didn't want to be at work. *G* I'll just go sit by your pond until you join me this evening... all right with you? *S* This is great! |
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SEA
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Member Seraphic
since 2000-01-18
Posts 22676with you |
Elizabeth~ this felt good reading this morning, as I sit here with a fire in the wood stove.......very nice! -SEA |
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Victoria
since 2000-08-12
Posts 5869 |
Makes me think of a picture i have of my son when he was little sitting by the pond with a fishing rod in his hand..the flash of the camera looked as though he was showered by stars..loved it Elizabeth. A poem is never finished, only abandoned. - Paul Valery (1871-1945) |
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Paula Finn Member Ascendant
since 2000-06-17
Posts 5546missouri |
You take me back to all the nights I spent on my grandpas' farm...wandering the woods and playing by the lake under those glorious stars |
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