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The Northern Countryside
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The Northern Countryside |
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Tomer Senior Member
since 2002-06-28
Posts 1168Michigan |
I opened the clear Glassed doors. Walking past The burgers yearning, Sitting atop the grills searing, burning. The lakes that ran Off the leaves faces, As deer’s pierced Around bushes that Mustard the swimming Swans, As each tasted the green Velvet of the Northern countryside. To the north I stared, Saw a man wash his face, With water so fluid, The clear lines Opened a mirror To his crust, filled, dotted eyes. I retreated back To the cabin, Unstitched the Wooden doorknob, Stretching my body Across the moons sofa, As the countryside Lay still under The moons curve side. |
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Magnus
since 2001-10-10
Posts 14135South Carolina, USA |
Nice picture your words have painted. Would make a wonderful place to be. |
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paullallady Member
since 2007-04-03
Posts 262Michigan |
a few moments in time, caught forever in words, beautiful ,descriptive words. wonderful. |
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Tomer Senior Member
since 2002-06-28
Posts 1168Michigan |
Thank you for the responses...means so much. Tomer |
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aziza Member Elite
since 2006-07-09
Posts 2995Lumpy Oatmeal makes me Crazy! |
What a lovely place you have shared with us. Thank you. Alison |
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Earth Angel Member Empyrean
since 2002-08-27
Posts 40215Realms of Light |
I was with you each glorious step of the way. P.S. Please save burger for me! I enjoyed this step into the country. The simplest things can bring great pleasure.  Love & country living, EA  |
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The Lady Member Rara Avis
since 2005-12-26
Posts 7634The Southwest |
"Unstitched the Wooden doorknob," a beautiful turn of phrase Tomer |
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