Farm country

By Highhat

Thu, 22 Apr 2010
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time had layed its weary arms around her
fathomless her thoughts groped and crouched in awe
this was sensation as well
one and the same
the distance between realities
two being so far apart
in each their own true universe
she felt insatible
her philosophies not eloquently watched over
the beech forest was beautifully abundant with anemones

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Submitted by shoe on
Clever, and I am not, still I enjoyed the vocabulary.:~]

 

Submitted by Highhat on
very deeply symbolic and a little neurotic ;/

Submitted by skinner_jennifer on
Hi Pia, What a beautiful poem, yes I enjoyed this one. Jenny.

 

Submitted by Highhat on
Wow Jenny thanks a lot;) thanks for reading