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Sequatchie |
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Robert Frazier Senior Member
since 2003-02-06
Posts 1014 |
Coming down the mountain something inside me died... Memories, clinging to the valley floor like rows of corn waves of cattle anchored to Sequatchie's fertile green ocean Mom grew up here and all her kin passing years weave undying tradition's fabric into Grannie's antique quilt tucked away in cedar tomb Wake up Sequatchie! smell the day, tomorrows never linger and soon your limestone beauty eroding waters pound basin walls and echo down through Raven rock Up on Grannie's Mt., groceries empty, recollect the day when I was twelve summers long ago breathed into manhood soft dell and whippoorwill sweet smell of rifle powder fill craggy oak ravines and pockets full of quail "A little more, the bream will bite while raccoon run the trees at night and Tom and me will be all right up on Grannie's Mt." ...as the trail faded into flowers I could not find them all foot steps of my youth Rf [This message has been edited by Robert Frazier (02-25-2003 06:17 PM).] |
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Midnitesun
since 2001-05-18
Posts 28647Gaia |
An enjoyable trip along the trail with you. I love to travel to new places, to experience different spaces and times. thank you for sharing these memories |
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Cpat Hair
since 2001-06-05
Posts 11793 |
we do not often find them all..at least at one time..but you certainly found enough to paint an image and a feeling that is exceptional.. well done sir... well done... |
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Sunshine
Administrator
Member Empyrean
since 1999-06-25
Posts 63354Listening to every heart |
You've just taken me where I probably deserve to walk... |
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Enchantress Member Empyrean
since 2001-08-14
Posts 35113Canada eh. |
Yes! Wonderful imagery took me right there. Very well done! ~Hugs & Smiles, Nancy~ ~ Trace my body with your words.. |
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