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Texas Hill Country
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Leslie P Garcia
Saturday, July 05, 2008
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What is or what was...seen through memory and over time, perceptions changes...
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Armadillo hills, hunching away.
Rooting in to ground
That hoisted them
To starless skies.
Caliche roads that led away
From where I thought
My steps should go—held vaguely
In my dreams, the hills
Intrigue…
So eagerly I left
What seemed only barren land—
But tell me,
Does the green-glass water sneak
Past sleeping towns,
And do the hills
Hunch away…
Or were they always
Reaching out?
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| Reviewed by Lois Christensen |
7/18/2008 |
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| I have a niece living in Texas. Don't know where exactly but hopefully she sees the high hills like you do too. |
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| Reviewed by Regis Auffray |
7/6/2008 |
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You provide substance for reflection with your verses, Leslie. Thank you for sharing. Love and best wishes,
Regis |
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| Reviewed by R.D. Pounds |
7/5/2008 |
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Dreamy, whimsical contemplation of a pastural scene...I like the question at the end. Fit for a lazy summer's day...
Well done, Leslie.
Gina |
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