Alice Anne Gordon


At The End Of The World - Poem by Alice Anne Gordon

Dandilions float untroubled
in the gentle strokes of sunshine.
Tiny creatures curl in comfort,
watched,
as quiet as an ancient dream.
The Prarie pauses.

A lick of bright heat,
the straw stalks stammer,
the zzub of uneasy wings cease...

Peace in this place
of tamed sunbeams,
the dandilion drifts undisturbed.

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  • Rookie Ameer Mcarthur (9/15/2008 9:42:00 PM)

    A very fine writes my fren.You hv the poetic touch! (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Sunday, September 14, 2008



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