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Wages of Time by Susan K. de Vegter Tuesday, July 13, 2004 Not rated by the Author. Share Print Save Become a Fan

Simple things that come to light Like fireflies dancing in the night Rheumatoid fingers of the great oak Gnarled with time that gently poke The mist of fog upon the land The common grounds of God and man Pondering on this nature trail Words that come and never pale Beauty in a peaceful marsh Wrapped in arms that gently wash City smut from lids left heavy Feet that step with pads to levy Wages free with no pretext Peace and quiet...none to vex Imaginings that come and go Take it in and out it flows Breaths are pure On these moist grounds Crickets kiss their legs for sound Ghost of the woman and hair of moss Draping in grays with nothing the cost To witness this canvas of nature sublime Before it is lost from wages of time.
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Reviewed by Ronald Hull	7/13/2004

You got me thinking, Susan.




Reviewed by Lady Peg (Reader)	7/13/2004

Beautiful poetry and the silence of thoughts here was excellent.... nice to read ya again Susan. ~peace LP http://www.thefreedomofspeech.com/index.html http://www.pubmysticeast.com/index.html




Reviewed by Tinka Boukes	7/13/2004

Awesome Poetry Susan!! Wow love this!! Love Tinka




Reviewed by E T Waldron	7/13/2004

I'm lost in the beauty of this canvas! Susan,you have such a wonderful gift!




Reviewed by Sue Hess	7/13/2004

beautiful example of rhyming poetry with an excellent flow