An argument with the Earth

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Open Poetry #37

An argument with the Earth

Kathy
Member

since 2006-02-10

Posts 153

0 posted 2006-03-24 12:12 PM

In Indiana
the earth spoke..." You like these golden fields that s-t-r-e-a-t-c-h
                    this tree lined two lane thin?"
(I Could hardly believe my ears!)
                   "Well listen to me then,"

the earth continued...

                    "You are mine, yet on your own
                     all you know... already known.
                     The beauty that you think you find
                     is only trash time left behind.
                     This harvest spread before your eyes...
                     just the springtime's latest lies.
                     Humor me , you mound of clay
                     what see you now, on this fine day?"
I see the leaves come falling down,
volumes spoken,  without sound.
A combine fleet on  sea of grain;
let springtime lie to me again.
This trash that time has left behind...
a feast for weary eyes like mine.
Yes I am yours...and aren't you lucky!
But, you'll find me down in Kentucky.

Where the earth doesn't speak so damn loudly...

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A poem written by my Father, "Louis Kermit Jenkins"....in....1967

bubblesleave
Member

since 2006-03-04

Posts 197
Bloomington, IN

1 posted 2006-03-24 12:17 PM

I see wherefore your talent stems, pretty lady!

Bubbles

emeralddreamer
Junior Member

since 2006-03-24

Posts 27
PA, United States

2 posted 2006-03-25 04:35 PM

This is a most well written poem...
Excellent!

iliana
Member Patricius

since 2003-12-05

Posts 13434
USA

3 posted 2006-03-25 06:09 PM

Wonderful write. It runs in the family! .....jo

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