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Nature's Repetition*

Time lays dry in the fields
as a long Summer gasps
in choking clouds
of windswept polen.
The tall grasses
bow and wave goodbye
to this years seeds
as they float, then land
on the empty, arid spaces
of a new land.

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Robyn Selters 25 March 2010

Exquisite... as still and beautiful as the elegant, effortless word pictures that lead one on to read to the last satisfying moment... greatly appreciated. Excellent flow and structure. A favourite and a 10.: -)

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Prince Obed de la Cruz 17 February 2010

i like the presentation/organization of the poem...

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John Oconnell 17 February 2010

gently true. john

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