just the country and her blue jeans

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Open Poetry #47

just the country and her blue jeans

Tomer
Senior Member

since 2002-06-28

Posts 1168
Michigan

0 posted 2011-04-30 01:58 AM

Her blue jeans
Touched the floor
Like she was singing
The opera that she had heard before

Her long brown hair
Brunette, who cares
Those strands
Could stand on the ground
And still find their way to the top of her head.

She was on her farm
That quiet little place
A few hundred miles away
From the big city lights

No matter.
She had what those city folk did not

She had her hands on the earth
The smell of the oak from the trees
The tulips running through the breeze

This was her land.
The stars how they shined at night
Those city folk will never understand

SheÕs just living the dream
The country by her side
Those blue jeans running against the skyline.

OwlSA
Member Rara Avis

since 2005-11-07

Posts 9347
Durban, South Africa

1 posted 2011-04-30 02:38 AM

LOVE IT, LOVE IT, LOVE IT!!! and more !!!

Owl

Dawn Brink
Junior Member

since 2011-04-28

Posts 44
South Africa

2 posted 2011-04-30 03:38 AM

Stunning! I can just see her. And relate

Tomer
Senior Member

since 2002-06-28

Posts 1168
Michigan

3 posted 2011-04-30 07:22 PM

Owl,

Hah, I love that you love it. Thanks for the support.

Cheers

Tomer
Senior Member

since 2002-06-28

Posts 1168
Michigan

4 posted 2011-04-30 07:23 PM

Dawn,

I'm happy you enjoyed and could relate. Have a great weekend

Cheers

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