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Open Poetry #22

Playing in the Fields

the_loner_23
Member Ascendant

since 2002-06-08

Posts 5479
Jacksonville, Florida, USA

0 posted 2002-09-16 03:36 PM

The smell of freshly cut grass
Feels his nostrils
Has he runs through
The newly cut field

He falls down on the ground
And stares up at the heavens
Watching as the clouds float by
And thinking of what the cloud looks like

He gets up
And continues his exploration

He runs into some grazing deers
Now he is very quiet
Watching as the deer eat
The deer perk up there ears
They know he is there
And they run back into the thicket

Right at that moment
Birds fly up into the sky
From the middle of the field
And he stares at them with awe

Cold hands means a warm heart

Mistletoe Angel

Member Empyrean

since 2000-12-17

Posts 32816
Portland, Oregon

1 posted 2002-09-16 03:59 PM

(smiles) Oh Julie, this is a beautiful splendid sight, sweet friend, I love watching groups of birds flying together and deers in packs, sweet friend, it always reminds me of the charity of family, we all love you so much! You have such a beautiful heart, sweet Julie, thank you for sharing!

May love and light always shine upon you!

Love,
Noah Eaton

"Underneath your clothes there's an endless story..."

Shakira

geenabee
Member

since 2002-09-10

Posts 59
NC--USA

2 posted 2002-09-16 04:01 PM

This is so cool!
It's like the first time a child sees Santa Claus. The innocence you have invoked just makes me smile.
I'm from the mountains originally, and this also reminds me of being alone in the woods...watching squirrels bounce from limb to limb, hearing birdsong and wild turkey calls. I miss all those trees and the sharpness of fall air.
thanks loner

ThunderMage
Senior Member

since 2002-06-20

Posts 812
Canada

3 posted 2002-09-16 11:09 PM

I noticed it too. It's her own heart that vrings out that innocence.

What is life without poetry and adventure?
"Little sister" is just another way of saying "Guardian Angel"!

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