Rice Paddies Poem by Rebecca McDonald
Rice Paddies
I love the silence,
the view from above,
the workers small,
like ants
The breeze is warm,
and whips my face again,
and again,
like waves upon the sand
Palm trees are scattered across the hillside,
A handful of market stalls line the road,
Its humid, the heat unrelenting,
Until it rains, but never for long
The ground churns and crunches,
Plumes of dust leave trails in the sky,
As vans filled with tourists,
Journey to and from these remote villages
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Excellent poem, brilliantly worded. I have enjoyed very much your very interesting poem. I know these Rice Paddies too.5 Stars.
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