Open Poetry #13 |
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Bush Runner |
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thecraig Member
since 2001-03-11
Posts 223 |
Funnels through tall meadow grass, ready alert primed, fused lean ripe taut, strung brass body born to use; Face is turned to the bush returned, from the shelters of the night, where safeties good & right; Ocean is a brown tinge debris from the storm city lights fade with the morning sun between the tree's the legs stay on the run; There's a scheme prepared plan, surety if carefully ran, shelter had encompassed the wide world, safety embraced each boy & girl. Watch_The_Video |
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Joyce Johnson![]() ![]()
since 2001-03-10
Posts 9912Washington State |
I didn't get the video open. But I like your poem. Joyce [This message has been edited by Joyce Johnson (edited 05-01-2001).] |
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helen smith Member
since 2001-03-12
Posts 240 |
good one craig and I loved to see you perform it ..music too !! |
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