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Nowhere To Run To |
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Kit McCallum
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since 2000-04-30
Posts 14774Ontario, Canada 
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 Nowhere To Run To The “Woodland Times” was just a small-town paper in the woods, It ran the news and advertised the sale of local goods; The creatures of the forest read it every single morn, It kept them up-to-date within the land that they were born. It covered quite an area, from Farmer Johnson’s Glen, Up north to Ranger’s River, then down south to Lion’s Den, It bordered on the City of Two-Legs, just east of Dread, A place where only scavengers and fearless critters tread. The Times preferred to stay away from stories of the East, A place the Editor had coined “Not fit for bird nor beast!” Instead they ran the “happy” news, pretended all was fine, And closed their eyes and ears beyond the edge of Dead Bird’s Line. Now Billy was a Cub Reporter, wet behind the ears, The little bear was young and fresh, but wise beyond his years; He’d worked for Earl the Editor for several months he guessed, Reporting on the cheerful news, from North to South, to West. He wrote of Toad Triathlons and Turtle Races too, He’d covered Bunny Beauty Pageants, just to name a few; He had his sights however, on a prize all writers yearned, A story worth “The Bullitzer”, was something to be earned. He needed something edgy, something genuine and real, A scoop that he could sink his teeth in – something he could feel; And so without permission, to the East, young Billy fled, In search of something special on the outskirts known as “Dread”. He packed up his equipment - cameras, notepads and the like, Then headed off toward the East, an eight or ten mile hike; He passed the old familiar sights, within this little world, Where all the happy stories in the neighborhood unfurled. He tried to chat along the way, with creatures heading West, “You’re best to turn around young man!” he heard throughout his quest; “Why so?” young Billy countered to a deer he knew as Dan, “It’s fight or flee!” the old buck yelled behind him as he ran. Well Billy thought it rather odd – so many passed him by, The more he asked, the more he heard, “Go East and you will die!” Not one would stop to tell him why, from possums, birds, to frogs ... “Don’t go!” yelled passing beavers, squirrels, and even pollywogs. “This must be quite a story!” daring Billy thought aloud, From West to East, as he moved on, he passed a growing crowd; Each face was filled with terror. Every hoof and paw was fast ... Each squeak and squawk and howl and grunt was louder than the last! He’d only walked four miles or so, not half-way there he thought, When old familiar sights and sounds gave way to stench and rot; He sniffed the air and perked his ears – he put his glasses on ... “This cannot be!” he cried out loud, “Where has the forest gone?!?!” Not fifty feet ahead of him, where maples used to stand, Where tall majestic oaks and pines stood proudly ‘cross the land, Was something different – something wrong – the picture somehow changed, The sights that he remembered had been somehow rearranged. He felt his chocolate hair stand up, and bristle on his head, “It’s moving closer!” Billy thought, “I’m at the town of Dread!” “This isn’t right. There’s something wrong. The forest can’t stop here!” But there it was, the edge of all he knew and held so dear. He ran behind a giant tree and peeked beyond the rim, Looked out toward the frightening land just past the old oak’s limb; He squinted from the dust and sand that pelted at his face, And what he saw left images he wished he could erase! He stared in awe at what he saw ... and what he DIDN’T see, Before his eyes, to his surprise, he couldn’t see one tree! In front of him, not twenty feet, a wasteland loomed ahead, “But I’ve still got at least five miles before the Town of Dread!!!” “I’m sure,” he whispered to himself, “That only just last year, The tree frogs and the nightingales had held a concert HERE.” “It was a grand performance, just magnificent,” he thought, “Below a lush green canopy upon this very spot!” Instead, where he was seated just last spring under the trees, Was nothing that he recognized ... he shook down to his knees! The wilderness he’d known by heart had simply disappeared, It seemed like it was swallowed up by nothingness, he feared. No noise, no crickets, grunts or groans, no barks, no yelps, no shrieks, No peep at all from anyone, no old familiar squeaks; The silence was unnerving, not a creature made a sound, The quiet seemed to smother him – it came from all around. He peeked beyond the rim again, the dust was thinning out, He gazed beyond the forest edge, and gave a little shout; “Hellooooooo?” he called to no one there, “Is anybody here?” “Hellooooooo!” he called again, as he leaned forward with his ear. The silence scared him half to death – unnatural, unreal, As if he was the only one, alone in this ordeal; Just then, he heard a flutter high above, a whoooosh, a squawk, He looked above, toward the sound that seemed to jeer and mock. It was the shriek that echoed death ... the forest’s lonely friend, It’s Sanitation Engineer (Mortician in the end); As Billy watched the Turkey Vulture soar and dip and sway, He hoped it wasn’t there for “him” ... then shrugged the thought away. “Helloooooooo!” He hollered, waved his arms; the vulture turned and dove, It swooped past Billy, landing on a stump beside the grove; The vulture smiled, “My boy, it’s not that often that I’m called.” “I do apologize, for most avoid me – they’re appalled.” Young Billy blushed, “I’m sorry to disturb you, but I’m lost.” “I must have zigged instead of zagged ... and got my bearings crossed.” “Well son, you’re here at Dead Bird’s Line, the outskirts known as Dread, “Beyond you is the City of Two Legs, a mile ahead.” “It can’t be!” Billy cried with fear, at what he knew was true, “The forest used to go for miles, the creek and meadow too!” “Please tell me what is happening! Why has it disappeared?” “Where’s all the trees, the sounds, the life? Why has it all been cleared?!?!” The vulture dropped his head; his shoulders slumped a little then, He raised a wing and spun it back behind him past the glen; He pointed to the wasteland, where the dust had settled back, And said, “That WAS the forest son, before the big attack.” “They came in waves – Two-Leggers – Ohhhhh, we didn’t have a chance, They dug up hills, they tore down trees, with every new advance, They came with great big monstrous things and ripped the forest down, They flattened everything in sight – filled creeks a muddy brown.” “A massacre, I’d say it was - some hid while others fled, But those that stayed were swallowed up, within the grips of Dread. No shelter and no food supply, made all the rest retreat, A chain reaction you might say ... a swift and cruel defeat.” The vulture rambled on at length, describing what he’d seen, Two-Leggers stealing life and land as if it were routine; No thought to creatures big or small, their homes, their lives, their seeds, They swallowed up each inch of nature, mindless of her needs. While Billy listened long and hard, he taped all that he heard, He didn’t want to miss a single thought, a single word; “My work is never-ending now.” The vulture finally said, “I’m busier than ever here upon the edge of Dread.” With that he tipped his head, and gave a squawk as he arose, He swooped by Billy, tipped his wing, just past the young cub’s nose; “Head West,” He hollered down below, “Go now, while you still caaaaan!” “They’re coming!” Squawk “They’re commmming!” And with that, young Billy ran! He ran with all his might and speed, he ran as fast as light, He didn’t stop to eat or sleep – he ran into the night! He ran past others on his way, and warned them not to go, “Go East and you will diiiiie!” He yelled, “It’s fight or flee the foe!” He made it home, no time to spare, grabbed papers from the shelf, He had the story in his mind – it almost wrote itself! He scribbled, penned and edited until he told it all, Then ran down to the Woodland Times, with no time left to stall. He grabbed a hold of Earl and plunked the copy in his hand, “They’re coming!” Frantic Billy yelled, “They’ve come to take our land!” “Who’s coming?” Earl retorted, “Read my story!” Billy cried, He pleaded, begged and groveled at Earl’s knees till he complied. The Editor sat down to read his cub reporter’s tale, With horrors and atrocities that left him looking pale; His face contorted, frowned and fell, glanced up a time or two, As Billy paced the floor in silence, knowing it was true. “Ridiculous!” He heard Earl say, when he had reached the end, “I can’t print that! You know the rules, just HAPPY news, my friend.” “We have to warn them!” Billy yelled, “They have to know! It’s true!” But Earl just frowned and shook his head, as Billy’s panic grew. Young Billy argued long and hard, he had to take a stand, “Within a year, the edge of Dread, will swallow up this land!” “Have you not noticed? Billy asked, “Our population boom?” “With homeless creatures heading West, we’re running out of room!” “I’m telling you ... You have to see the writing on the wall, We have to run the story NOW, we don’t have time to stall. The Woodland Times, our homes, our food, will simply disappear, Two-Leggers are advancing as we speak. They’ll soon be here!” “I can’t believe that this is true.” The Editor replied, “I will not run the story son, consider it denied! We only run the happy news, it’s always been that way, If you don’t like it, you head West, but I think I will stay.” With that, young Billy was dismissed, but he did not give in, They could not stay oblivious – His mind began to spin ... So Billy posted flyers, talked to everyone he knew, In hopes that he could warn the creatures, maybe save a few. He did his best, then headed West to stay a bit ahead, The overcrowding soon would start, behind him close to Dread; He walked for miles, in hopes that he might start his life a’new, Out West where lush green canopies and sturdy maples grew. It seemed the farther Billy got, the more he breathed relief, Until a sense of déjà vue disputed his belief, He tried to chat along the way, with others heading “East”, “You’re best to turn around young man!” he heard from bird and beast. Not one would stop to tell him why, from possums, birds, to frogs ... “Don’t go!” yelled passing beavers, squirrels, and even pollywogs; “Why so?” young Billy countered to the deer he knew as Dan, “It’s fight or flee!” the old buck yelled behind him as he ran. /Kit McCallum |
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nakdthoughts Member Laureate
since 2000-10-29
Posts 19200Between the Lines |
wow...just wow... and yes, the farm and forest land around here keeps disappearing at a too fast pace M |
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Sunshine
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since 1999-06-25
Posts 63354Listening to every heart |
Ah, Bravo! Kit! What a marvelous weave, and such it is, that when the animals leave they seek to find those simpler ways, and yearn to find those "golden" days... [some day you'll get me to ta-dum just right!] |
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Nan
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since 1999-05-20
Posts 21191Cape Cod Massachusetts USA |
I'm smiling a great big Tuesday morning smile. When you write'm, lady - You do it in style....  Your messages are lessons for us all. Perhaps we should get you a job as a world-renouned environmental reporter - Whatcha think?...  |
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LeeJ Member Patricius
since 2003-06-19
Posts 13296 |
Words have imparted and all that's left to say is, ditto the above What a write, marvelous, and above all, sending hugs and many thanks for writing and sharing with us. |
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Seymour Tabin Member Empyrean
since 1999-07-07
Posts 31720Tamarac Fla |
Kit, Your version of Billy in wonderland. Scary but very well done in fact excellent.  |
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suthern
since 1999-07-29
Posts 20723Louisiana |
Oh, wow... you held me spellbound from first word to last... I was so anxious to learn the ending that I had to start right over once I finished... to appreciate what I'd hurried through! *S* It's always worth waiting for one of your gifts... beautiful work!! |
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RSWells Member Elite
since 2001-06-17
Posts 2533 |
Epic. Great cadence. It is estimated that at the present rate of slash and burn the South American rainforest will be ruduced by 80% in only 25 years. Our grandchildren will think plants are something you ride over a sea of concrete to WalMarts to see. Thanks |
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Enchantress Member Empyrean
since 2001-08-14
Posts 35113Canada eh. |
We don't hear from you often enough Kit.. But when you write lady...you always blow me away! This is a masterpiece!! Into my library it goes. ~Smiles & Hugs, Nancy~ ~ Time has cast a spell on you, |
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Martie
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since 1999-09-21
Posts 28049California |
I agree with Nancy, Kit...fabulous and meaningful!! Thank you for this!  |
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Mysteria
since 2001-03-07
Posts 18328British Columbia, Canada |
 Girl, if you don't get this illustrated I am never forgiving you! Fantabulous! It was worth the wait, "Bullitzer Prize" indeed! A very cute story that all mankind should read and heed. |
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time prophet Member
since 2003-07-30
Posts 371In New Zealand Amongst the Ancient Trees |
Unfortunately it is a worldwide problem, there is no limit to mans greed for greater profits. A wonderful write, that every politician and developer should be forced to read and then forcibly ingest via their fundamental orifice. |
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hoot_owl_rn Member Patricius
since 1999-07-05
Posts 10750Glen Hope, PA USA |
Sad but true, such is all our fates someday...too many people, too little space and no respect for our natural resources. Great write Kit!  |
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serenity blaze Member Empyrean
since 2000-02-02
Posts 27738 |
I was almost put off by the length of this, but with fine meter and perfect flow, it was quite an entertaining scroll down the page. Lesson learned: Kit is never boring.  I enjoyed this very much! |
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Titia Geertman Member Ascendant
since 2001-05-07
Posts 5182Netherlands |
So true, alas, so true this story is. But sad as it is, your words are always a pleasure to read. I wonder if mankind will ever be wiser. Titia Like scattered leaves...my words will flow |
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ethome Member Patricius
since 2000-05-14
Posts 11858New Brunswick Canada |
Wow! That's really something else! Eric |
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Krawdad Member Elite
since 2001-01-03
Posts 2597 |
Seems like quite awhile since I've enjoyed being carried along on the waves of one of your stories. Always fun to read! |
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Kit McCallum
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since 2000-04-30
Posts 14774Ontario, Canada |
Nakdthoughts: Yes, the natural land disappears way too fast around here too. Thanks for letting me know you enjoyed, Maureen! Sunshine: Thanks for the bravo, Karilea and for the lovely poetic response! Nan: I’m glad I could give you a Tuesday morning smile, Nan. You know? I wouldn’t mind being an environmental reporter! LeeJ: Thanks for the hugs and the kind words, LeeJ, I’m glad you enjoyed this! Seymour: LOL, Billy in Wonderland … now that’s a cool way to look at it! Hugs sweet Sy. Southern: That was so wonderful to hear Ruth … thanks so much, I really appreciated it! RSWells: Thanks for the additional thoughts … 80% in 25 years is so scary. I drive in from the country to the city every day, and pass by so many “Possible Land Use Change” signs that it drives me batty. It’s awful to see happen. Enchantress: Thanks for the smiles and hugs Nancy. I hope maybe I’m past the writer’s block after this, lol. Martie: Thanks so much Martie, I’m glad you let me know you enjoyed this, much appreciated. Mysteria: LOL, thanks for the “Bullitzer” prize Sharon, and for the illustrator’s links in the e-mail. I guess it’s kind of a cross between a children’s story and an adult story in a way. Either way, I had fun with it, much appreciated. Time prophet: You’re right … there doesn’t seem to be a limit anymore does there? LOL at the politicians and developers, I second that! Hoot_owl_rn: I agree about too many people, too little space and no respect for our natural resources .. Maybe someday we’ll learn before it’s too late. Thanks Ruth! Serenity blaze: LOL, sorry about the length Karen, but I’m glad to hear it didn’t put you off in the end. This story evolved over a year’s worth of time. I had about 1/3rd of it written a year ago, then writer’s block set in. It seems the floodgates opened this weekend and let me finish it up finally, lol. I’m glad you liked it. Titia Geertman: I hope mankind will someday be wiser Titia … thanks for the kind words, much appreciated. Ethome: Thanks for the wow Eric. I’m glad you enjoyed! Krawdad: That’s great to hear Krawdad … I’m glad you came along for the swim. Much appreciated! Thanks so much everyone. It sure felt good to post something after so long. I’m glad you all remembered me after all this time, rofl!  With much appreciation and big hugs to all, /Kit |
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Janet Marie Member Laureate
since 2000-01-22
Posts 18554 |
He wrote of Toad Triathlons and Turtle Races too, He’d covered Bunny Beauty Pageants, just to name a few; He had his sights however, on a prize all writers yearned, A story worth “The Bullitzer”, was something to be earned. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ My oh my...I am da-dum giddy!!  How absolutely delightful...clever...creative and cadenced kissed....CLASSIC KIT!! Take a bow and a curtsey for this gem. Me thinks your muse loves living in the country. So very nice to find you here girlie... and love that smile waiting to happen new pic too. "this medium is over taken by keyboard prophets who believe their every word profound." |
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Mysteria
since 2001-03-07
Posts 18328British Columbia, Canada |
Oh I had to read this again and print it out. Also wanted to tell you that your picture is the Kit I know and love. Wayne took that for sure! |
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Mistletoe Angel
since 2000-12-17
Posts 32816Portland, Oregon |
 (big angel hugs) Oh Kit, this made me cry because I always imagine and envision the animals communicating to one another when I go out and do environmental activism, and I always think of the little birds saying to the bunnies, "Oh no, whatever will we do, wherever will we go?" (sad sigh) All of God's creatures are living, breathing things and the environment provides just as much to us as it does to them, and I can't believe many don't realize we all bleed the same color, we all share the same emotions, we all are God's family, and we should be honoring life and God by protecting and cherishing the world He has given us! Sadly, our government isn't taking our home seriously, and is rather interested in making a few extra bucks in clear-cutting our evergreens and parceling off the land! (sad sigh) God Bless You, dearest friend, you have a golden heart that feels for and sympathizes with Mother Nature, let's pray many more can speak out like you and save what's left, we all love you so much! You have such a beautiful heart, sweet Kit, thank you for sharing! May love and light always shine upon you! Love, Noah Eaton "You'll find something that's enough to keep you |
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Dr.Moose1 Member Elite
since 1999-09-05
Posts 3448Bewilderment , USA |
Kit, Excellent. Your efforts should be rewarded with more than just words. I may not entirely agree with the philosophy set forth here, as, I also consider myself to be a conservationist, but, it's certainly a thought provoking write. Happy Thanksgiving, Doc |
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Balladeer
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since 1999-06-05
Posts 25505Ft. Lauderdale, Fl USA |
Ah, dear Kit, I know exactly how it is...you have a thought you want to put down, you start writing, more thoughts keep coming and the writing continues. You try not to make it too long but every thought gives birth to others and you get caught up in the creation of it and you keep going. You reach a point where you know it must end but you hate to make it happen...you want it to go on and on. With such emotions are poems like this created. You have done a masterful job here, both with the story, the message and the impeccable poetic quality. Once again, I salute you.. That pic is the Kit I know |
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Kit McCallum
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Posts 14774Ontario, Canada |
Janet Marie: I do love being back in the country, but that muse of mine deserted me for almost a year, rofl. Shame on her! It feels good to finally be able to post something. Always wonderful to hear from you gator gal, thanks so much JM! Mysteria: LOL, thanks Sharon. Yup, that picture was taken in our motorhome while at Disney. Oh boy, with this weather in Ontario today, I’d sure rather be down there, than up here right about now! I think I’ll be driving to work on a skating rink this morning! Mistletoe Angel: I do believe that you and I have a lot in common environmentally, Noah. Thanks so much for such a sweet and caring comment. I’m so glad Mother Nature’s got “you” on her side! Big hugs right back atcha. Dr.Moose1: I’m so glad you let me know you found it thought provoking, Doc. Thanks so much for the kind words, I really appreciate it! Happy Thanksgiving to you! Balladeer: You know, that I know, that you know, that I know … how easy it is to grow a long poem, lol. Thanks so much Michael, for the sweet sentiments and encouragement. I always appreciate you my ‘Deer. Thanks again everyone for the lovely comments. It feels great to have posted again, With much appreciation, Happy Thanksgiving, and great big hugs to all, /Kit |
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passing shadows Member Empyrean
since 1999-08-26
Posts 45577displaced |
what a gift you have given here, as with all of your poems good to see you posting you really put a great deal of work into this piece...you should have it made into a book |
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Marge Tindal
since 1999-11-06
Posts 42384Florida's Foreverly Shores |
Kit~  *Huglets* ~*Marge*~ ~*When the heart grieves over what it has lost, |
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latearrival Member Ascendant
since 2003-03-21
Posts 5499Florida |
"I guess it’s kind of a cross between a children’s story and an adult story in a way. Either way, I had fun with it" Kit McCallum: I had visions of the Indian with the one tear running down the cheek. Excellent! Should be sent to every Newspaper and also made into a book for children and adults. Please do it. I am tired of seeing the beautiful State of Florida as well as other places being run by developers while I see the wild live being shoved aside. marty |
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CastleGuard Senior Member
since 2003-04-30
Posts 760Alberta, Canada |
Well written, Kit, from the view point of the creatures ignored and tossed aside by most of the "two-leggeds"; the "wise". As we clear the path on our ascent to the peak of world domination, I fear there may be nothing to break our fall, but a bare slope, as we tumble down off this mountain... Hope it does not come to that. We must pause; take a deep breath, and look around at all the natural beauty around us...then discard the machines of terror, and with 'moccasined' feet tread softly over the meadow grass. CG |
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CastleGuard Senior Member
since 2003-04-30
Posts 760Alberta, Canada |
Sorry..double post... |
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Kit McCallum
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since 2000-04-30
Posts 14774Ontario, Canada |
passing shadows: Thanks so much for the kind words, Passing Shadows, I really appreciate it!  Marge Tindal: Thank you for the huglets Marge … hugs coming right back atcha! Latearrival: I’m glad you had fun with it Latearrival … love your name by the way. I remember that commercial of the Indian with the tear running down his cheek, boy that brings back memories. It was a litter ad, wasn’t it? Thanks for the lovely comment. CastleGuard: I agree CastleGuard … I hope people will pause, take a breath and see what we are missing too. Thanks so much for the wonderful words. With much appreciation to all, /Kit |
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2dalimit Member Elite
since 2000-02-08
Posts 2228Mississippi coast |
Touché. Another Kit spectacular. A worthy point to seriously consider. Thanks, Melton |
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Mysteria
since 2001-03-07
Posts 18328British Columbia, Canada |
Bump a stump! Hug a tree More should get a chance to read this. |
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Kit McCallum
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Posts 14774Ontario, Canada |
2dalimit: Thanks so much Melton, for the kind response, and for the indepth e-mail. I really appreciate it! Mysteria: LOL … I’m just glad everyone here loves to read, and didn’t mind getting through this long piece. With much appreciation to all, for putting up with my "novels", lol, /Kit |
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Mark Bohannan Member Rara Avis
since 2000-06-21
Posts 7269In the winds of Cherokee song |
I read this one when you first posted it but didn't have time to put in replies that day, so please forgive me on my somewhat late arrival. Besides the excellence you bring to this piece in it's story telling supreme, your composition of it was outstanding. The voices given over the ones that should have them, but as we all learn in life ... not always heard. I studied forestry in college and have been since I can remember, an ecologist in many aspects of my life. I have very strong feelings about this topic and could go one forever about it ( as if he isn't doing that now!!!! Geeesshh ) In any case I just want to say EXCELLENT WRITE, SUPERB TOPIC, and I thank you dearly for this beautiful write. |
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Kit McCallum
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since 2000-04-30
Posts 14774Ontario, Canada |
Mark: Please never apologize … you’re not late Mark … I always appreciate hearing from you! I'm glad you enjoyed this topic. It's close to my heart too. Thank you so much for the lovely comment ... you always make my day. Much appreciation and a big hug, /Kit |
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Earth Angel Member Empyrean
since 2002-08-27
Posts 40215Realms of Light |
My gosh! I am proud to call myself an Ontarian ~ because you are! What a write! ~ the humour, the messages, the story, the images, the poetry! Triple WOW! Have a joyful December! Linda |
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Kit McCallum
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Posts 14774Ontario, Canada |
Earth Angel: You have a wonderful holiday season too, Linda! Ontario's getting the most mixed weather right now ... I think I'm actually "wanting" snow, lol! Thanks so much for the lovely reply! With much appreciation, /Kit |
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Mysteria
since 2001-03-07
Posts 18328British Columbia, Canada |
Glad this got found! It is meant for many generations to read and heed! What a fabulous story, and the message within it is so honest and true. We are for sure creating our own demise! Beautiful job Kitster. |
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Local Parasite
since 2001-11-05
Posts 2527Transylconia, Winnipeg |
This is absolutely fantastic, Kit. I just finished reading another poem of yours, and I have to repeat that what you do best is tell stories---your characterization, your use of suspense, and especially your specific repetition towards the end really did it for me. I found your character of the Vulture especially effective in these cryptic lines: quote:I am very impressed by you. The Vulture shows so much self-awareness, his lamentation on the state of the outskirts (especially in comparison with Billy's naive optimism) is shocking both to Billy and to us. I see the connection between Billy and the characters inside the forest who are blissfully ignorant of what is going on, and the reader who is pampered in city life and likely has never seen the inside of a forest, let alone its being cut down, or the horror experienced by its inhabitants. I am going to add this to my library so I can read it over and over again. This is one of my favourite poems of yours, Kit, especially because of the characters of Billy and the Turkey Vulture. I also love the way you've built a miniature community within the forest limits, including death, life, etc, such that the two-legs are destroying not simply a good and happy place, but an entirely self-sufficient universe of extremes. Like I say, this must go into my library, because I do plan to read it over and over again. I would write you a more satisfying response if only I had the time---and I probably will return to this later, because I think there's a lot to be said about this poem that I haven't. Suffice it to say that I believe you, Kit, are a poet of very high distinction. Take care, Brian "God becomes as we are that we may be as he is." ~William Blake |
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Mysteria
since 2001-03-07
Posts 18328British Columbia, Canada |
I thought he said, "di-stink-shun?"  Oh, okay, I agree with him, if I knew half of what he said half of the time. Smartie pants that Brian I tell you! I know because he knows a great poet when he reads one! |
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Mysteria
since 2001-03-07
Posts 18328British Columbia, Canada |
Sorry, just me again, wanted to send it to a friend and to save it this time, and thanks for directing me to it, forgot the title AGAIN! ~* Carpe' Diem *~ |
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Midnitesun
since 2001-05-18
Posts 28647Gaia |
And am I ever glad that Sharon dug this one up! I had missed this amazing write. Thank you, for the voice...to speak for those who have been silenced. |
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latearrival Member Ascendant
since 2003-03-21
Posts 5499Florida |
Kit, It is never to late to refresh our thinking.This one has to go to the top. latearrival. |
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Mysteria
since 2001-03-07
Posts 18328British Columbia, Canada |
"bump for Earth Hour" |
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