Open Poetry #22 |
Late Bloomer |
Chanson Senior Member
since 2000-08-19
Posts 1559Up Creek w/Out Paddle |
Whether weather is hot to trot through fluently or blue stale skies fly awkwardly by, recruit on route to my side bay, more rain for me and fine by me today and tomorrow is a replay, repeat, replay, a sunsetting zen of drought wrought by lime line winds on range or a Sausalito libido temp change, all is well in my necked woods northeast of the beast blooming out of season, replete. When you think you have heard it all, |
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Midnitesun
since 2001-05-18
Posts 28647Gaia |
I love this autumn song! Especially that beast part. |
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Chanson Senior Member
since 2000-08-19
Posts 1559Up Creek w/Out Paddle |
Thank you, Midnitesun. *s The 'beast' was in reference to Hurricane Lili. Thankfully, I wasn't in its path. When you think you have heard it all, |
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the_loner_23 Member Ascendant
since 2002-06-08
Posts 5479Jacksonville, Florida, USA |
I like the descriptiveness in this poem. It is an awesome write. Cold hands means a warm heart |
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Chanson Senior Member
since 2000-08-19
Posts 1559Up Creek w/Out Paddle |
the_loner_23-- Thank you and happy you enjoyed! *s |
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