Open Poetry #14 |
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Forest |
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thecraig Member
since 2001-03-11
Posts 223 |
Deep in the Forest When the twig Breaks, Grissil is there; When the Leaves give a rustle, a good ear can always hear; this side that side waiting on the wind, another step another little twig, deep in the forest with a flippant little jig: A dance to trees, a leap to the streams, another hole up in the belt & Grissil keeps Lean; singing a song & the birds sing along as the summer rays reach the wings & the arm The narrowest path , spread open with staff; back into day where Grissil likes to play, not to much sunlight to burn & scar the face, so the dance enters cover without overdue haste. Threw the thick humid air, massaging every toe Grissil ponders tackling all of life's past woes |
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Interloper![]() ![]()
since 2000-11-06
Posts 8369Deep in the heart |
Quite a task Grissil has. Enjoyable read. Fool, said my Muse to me, look in thy heart and write. Philip Sidney (1554-1586) Loving in Truth |
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Watersign6 Senior Member
since 2001-05-25
Posts 823Hurricane,WV |
i enjoy your talent so much ![]() |
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ethome Member Patricius
since 2000-05-14
Posts 11858New Brunswick Canada |
I really enjoyed this poem it's very well written and hope Grissil keeps upthe good work! Thanks! |
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Poeminister Senior Member
since 2000-02-26
Posts 1862Regina SK; Canada |
thecraig Enjoyed this. Nicely written. Poeminister |
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helen smith Member
since 2001-03-12
Posts 240 |
would love to spend aday with you frolicking in the bush craig lovely feel when i read your poem |
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