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Subject: Re: Rainstorms and STupid Worms

Author:
Moonchild

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Date Posted: 20:21:18 05/19/02 Sun
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In reply to: Carly 's message, "Rainstorms and STupid Worms" on 07:46:56 05/05/02 Sun

Creative little nature poem. Turned out good combining the two. Cute too, I enjoyed!

>This is a recent re-write I did - I took two poems and
>created them 'as one'. I definitely do like critique
>as well as feedback, so if you, as the reader, have
>any suggestions, feel free to give them.
>
>i
>
>mid-afternoon
>rain-scent heavy
>under pines
>
>many birds speak at once
>
>i try to imagine
>the meaning
>of their converse
>
>something to do
>with the coming
>storm, i expect
>
>i return to where my work
>awaits; much of it has to do
>with these birds - this nature
>
>much of it has to do
>with this very airy scent of rain
>
>ii
>
>after the storm, i return;
>the birds are still speaking
>
>it is likely they are organizing,
>
>their plan, i'm sure, is to descend
>en masse, plucking unsuspecting
>worms that struggle to the surface
>after the rains have fallen
>
>iii
>
>stupid worms; they do not know
>the danger in their quest
>
>but i cannot pretend to know
>what it is the birds speak of, nor do
>i speak a fluent worm
>
>i take my content in smoking
>on the bench beside the big fir,
>watching drops of rain fall
>from leaves - watching worms
>as they rise to meet their fate
>under sharp sparrow-speak
>
>****************

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