natures very curvy:)


Moor

The corner seems quite round as we approach...
Then we play within shadows turned interior
Hidden by a heathery path.

Heather is a hardy thing...
It clings close to ground and weaves
Strength to itself...
Then blooms forever it seems
To me.

Do not explain the
Forty fives again please-
I am on a moor and the horizon
Is singing to me of you.








Poetry by jenks The PoetBay support member heart!
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Written on 2011-01-06 at 03:16

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Lawrence Beck The PoetBay support member heart!
I can't say that I understood it, but I enjoyed it.
2011-01-07


NicholasG
Nature is so pleasantly barren of human absolutes, isn't it. It knows nothing of protractors!.
xox Nick
2011-01-06


John Ashleigh
Beautiful, a real pleasure to read. A fitting tribute to nature.

Your friend,
John.
2011-01-06