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Gnarled Nature
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Lillian Sara Cauldwell
Monday, May 05, 2008
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A physical description of Michigan's wetlands in the lower penninsula on an early Spring day.
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wetland, rain-soaked
naked roots
strangled grass.
fallen trees
cracked in half
storm struck
insect riddled
pecked wood
red crescents
sharp beaks
dip and plunge.
ants swarm
poke through
piled dirt
curb heaped.
ancestoral domes
of modern man.
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| Reviewed by Paul Judges |
11/8/2008 |
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| Delightful |
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| Reviewed by Carina Ymbang |
8/12/2008 |
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Hi...... :)
NICE one. |
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| Reviewed by Lois Christensen |
7/3/2008 |
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| I like to sit outside at table and just watch the little ants scurring too and fro. Sometimes carrying loads much too big for them and struggling along. Watching them I kind of wonder why I don't work harder to feed my family, and to get more work done. They are really good workers as the honey bee is too collecting honey for the hives. Honey is sweet and good for the soul and medicinal too. Always give me a lift as this poem did today. Thanks LOL ********** |
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| Reviewed by Dawn Wilson |
5/5/2008 |
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| I like the style and imagery in this. Well done. |
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