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Serenity surrender to restless ruminations
I return to the feral forest where rests make music's metre
Wooden sun bleached boards carry me through sighing Cypress
Moments and measures play longer by the cadence of the creek
Waterstriders wade like tiny persons paddling
Raucous red bellied woodpecker spies russet red tailed hawk
Bullfrogs burp; spring beauties blush. Senses soar like swallowtails.
submitted for Poetic Bloomings, In Form Poet, Alliterisen (Complex)
4 comments:
Ye gads. I almost dislocated my tongue trying to say that.
I wanted to be..... there!
This made me smile and so did your comment about SuziQ :)
☼ Tis a peaceful pic and poem indeed. ☼
haha fun piece....i like the sounds of it...smiles...and i always love returning to nature...
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