Lisa Cresswell Wilkinson

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Nature - Poem by Lisa Cresswell Wilkinson

Lush silky drops creeping their fence
Softly shaking by desire
The world less strange and secret
Where emerald trees climb higher

Above all mysteries of the wood
Sweet smells of gardens remain
As walking along the journey
The feeling of forestry rain


Comments about Nature by Lisa Cresswell Wilkinson

  • Brian Dorn (12/17/2006 8:46:00 PM)


    This poem has a nice feel, Lisa... nature at its finest. Well done! !
    Brian
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Poem Submitted: Thursday, May 11, 2006



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