'A Pulling Weed'

A pulling weed.
A dieing day.

A sun brightened.

A sun gone away.

A pulling weed.
A dieing day.

A yank, a pull, the weed is splayed.

Thursday, March 13, 2014
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POET'S NOTES ABOUT THE POEM
I was remembering a summer day I spent with a friend named, Dezzy. We were pulling weeds in her front yard. Please comment at will and with honesty!
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COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Ken E Hall 17 October 2014

The enemy is dead weeds are dying but friends can help to rid the scourge....love this little ditty that can have many twists to its meaning...regards

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Yash Shinde 29 April 2014

......I liked the rhyme scheme and the way you expressed your fatigue.........bien!

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Bri Edwards 25 March 2014

DYING, not dieing.........or are you using poetic license? ? ? and splayed doesn't seem to fit. do you disagree? other than that, i like the poem and the rhyming. thanks for sharing. :) bri

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Soulful Heart 17 March 2014

A moment that can mean a lot to reflect on.....like thr weeds that are in ur lige have to b pulled out by us and for that u got to identift the weeds in ur garden of life first..... weeds can b ur weaknesses within or around u..howz that! ! ! !

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Chuy Amante 13 March 2014

Time to pull weeds, time to roll weed. A green smile, a day in the yard Worthwhile!

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