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zaxby Junior Member
since 2009-03-05
Posts 48California |
Lying on the ground looking upward to the sky, Lacy blue cloud effect way up there so high. Drifting dandelion, smell of grass so sweet, Robin sings a tune for me as I rest my feet. Birch trees wave nearby fluttering sun drenched leaves, Farmers in a field beyond sweat and roll their sleeves. Bees upon a mission attack flowers bursting from the ground, Cicadas, crickets, bring their tunes in this symphony of sound. Thunder cracks my dreaming wind is humid hot and heavy, Lightning flash from bursting cloud makes hail upon my Chevy. I’m soaked to the skin and peppered by the hail, I jump into the car that cocoons me from the gale. The hail beats a rhythm on the roof of my car, With this driving beat I know I’ll take it far. Spinning tires spray mud at the place where I lay, Swerving down a country road on this special day. Radio blasting with wipers moving to the beat, Take Nomad into town a beast upon the street. |
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turtle Senior Member
since 2009-01-23
Posts 548Harbor |
Hi Zaxby, I enjoyed the read. A 56 nomad is a cool car. A 56 nomad woodie is an act of God. (chuckle) The rhymes are a little too simple, but I did like "heavy chevy" heh turtle  |
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Marc-Andre Senior Member
since 2008-12-07
Posts 501 |
Zaxby, a beautiful piece, with just the right amount of alliteration and a few internal rhymes. They rhymes were alright for me, but do you really own a Chevy? Perhaps if I move to Barrie, I can own a Ferrari Mark |
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Earth Angel Member Empyrean
since 2002-08-27
Posts 40215Realms of Light |
I enjoyed the sight, sounds ~ and the feel of this lively write! Thank you!   EA |
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