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    In places the grass is
    so long,
    bugs get lost there
    dirt revels
    in its dark housing,
    the neighbors
    scowl;
    in places the boards
    are peeling paint
    the fences amiss
    after so many storms
    the excuses thin
    the reasons
    dangling there;
    after the mix up
    of all our names
    inside the hat,
    the bees delight in that
    tall tall grass
    waving its wheat top!
    I can signal
    the sunken world
    with my tumor
    with my bone spur
    my rib my calcium
    the very iron
    magnetizing me.
    I can deny nothing
    life provides for me
    an ideal situation
    building to a pliance
    lovely as to grasp
    buttercups moving
    eyeless flowers
    looking
    and sense
    somewhere else
    beyond me
    i gather with a net
    such as can grab
    even the fast sunshine.

  • #2
    This provokes so many images, built upon a wonderful turn of phrase and finishes superbly with the fast sunshine

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    • #3
      Fast sunshine, eyeless flowers, this is glorious!

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      • #4
        Thanks guys hope the Season has been treating you well so far!

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        • #5
          For the wind there is no trespass,
          all the world is its' compass
          to dress the rolling seas of grass,
          caress the waves, elemental congress
          wrought in nature by seasons lease.

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          • amenOra
            amenOra commented
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            well said, that irony paradox i still enjoy!

        • #6
          Simply lovely amenOra . Thank you.

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