Parasite Host
A poem originally published in Earthlove magazine but which I would like to share with ABCtaler's
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Deleted Stories: Tomorrow, Tom Morrow
This was a kid's poem that I deleted some time ago but which I would like to re-post.
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Ultimate Rush
Waiting for the big one!
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Leggings@60+com 17
"Gees, Phyliss," I said my sense of comfort shot down, "Do they really do that?" continuing saga of leggings wearing 60ish lady!
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Unity in form
You begin with an outline Adding features and finding contours The texture must be right Taking care in application Then time for reflection A final touch means the world
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Water Tanks
Rich People Live Longer I'm wondering why the poor die younger? Is it simply because of poor diet, or health conditions or bad environment?
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The full grown oak 8/9
The first thing she noticed was the captain and mate arguing again about the navigation. Then at last the captain called to her, just as she was going off watch.
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The full grown oak 7/9
When the watch on deck changed a few hours later, Jennifer Jane made sure that she wasn’t wanted for any particular task and climbed as high up the foremast as she possibly could.
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Elemental spirit
Elemental spirit Journey without moving A journey inward and outward Non duality
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The Smell of Lilacs
I already miss you-- You left tonight With the setting sun. I taste the warmth Of your whispered breath On my fleeting thoughts; I love the smell Of fresh lilacs And the summer sky.
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