Open Poetry #20 |
Drifting |
JamesBowie Member
since 2000-11-25
Posts 252big old Bangor Maine up by the shack |
Wheeling around in concentric spirals motion seeming imperceptibly slow fish drift among outstretched arms of buoyant plants that curl and grow towards the warmer surface waters Wind blown waves caress the shore beyond the reach of the water bound plants, splashing upon thirsty reeds of late summer grass flowing into the soil or wisping unseen into the air Coiling invivibly, the mist twisting in lazily breezing currents ascending the aging oak flowing around the waving leaves that shade the cool denizens resting below Rolling over on his back a young dog lays among the few glitters of sun penetrating the generous canopy of leaves above, thinking only of the boy scratching his flared ears And I, resting from a beleaguered day among the throngs in the hard sharp corned cement encased city enjoy restfully petting my dog while letting the day float quietly away |
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INclan Senior Member
since 1999-07-20
Posts 1024Indiana, USA |
nicey done...I too have a get away after a long hard day. Thank you for the read. |
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vandana
since 1999-10-22
Posts 10463USA |
enjoyed |
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Cerenity Member Elite
since 2000-02-16
Posts 2637Escondido-California |
Hi James, I loved this poem and it's vivid wording, it was a wonderful trip, Love, Cerenity |
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Sunshine
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Member Empyrean
since 1999-06-25
Posts 63354Listening to every heart |
I do like the way you laid this out, James... getting a little forgetful in the run on thoughts of one swept away by the beauty of the day and it just goes on and on... enjoyed this...very much... |
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Nan
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Member Seraphic
since 1999-05-20
Posts 21191Cape Cod Massachusetts USA |
What more is there.. a boy & his dog.. Kewl.. |
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