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Home on the range
Contributed by
True
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Friday, 28th July 2006 @ 04:32:12 PM in AEST
Topic:
Nostalgic
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I look off into the west
the sun is shining
but it's hard to see the sun
through the rain hitting my eyes
the wind is ever blowing
over this endless plane
plain is the right word for it
where nothing breaks the horizon for miles
but endless grass
the sky's are not cloudy all day
but that is because the weather never stays the same
it may not be cloudy all day but it isn't sunny all day either
I have never seen a roaming buffalo or an antelope
the deadliest thing here
is swirling wind
and yet...
I have made my home here
there was a time
when mountains surrounded me
almost any type of terrain was but a few hours drive
we had oceans
and desserts
forrests
and vallies
In the spring it was lush and green
in the summer a warm gold
in the fall it was painted with colors
and in the winter it was a bleak gray and brown
here there are only three seasons
winter, summer, and tornado
I can see a tree covered in flowers
another covered in leaves
and another with nothing on it
all the same tree
at the same time
only a few feet from each other
the sites I see never cease to amaze me
where else can you find wind
that will push a straw through a board
sometimes I miss my home
but sometimes I realize I've found a new one
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True
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2006-07-28 16:32:12]
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Re: Home on the range
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by doug on
Friday, 28th July 2006 @ 07:02:28 PM AEST
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I've seen those swirling winds. I knew every thing was okay though cause that Helen Hunt
is one hell of a tornado chaser.
Sounds like a hard place to live. I'm glad
you are getting used to it. See ya , Doug
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Re: Home on the range
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by Rhei76 on
Friday, 28th July 2006 @ 11:31:03 PM AEST
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| it sound like where ever you are, is beautiful. |
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Re: Home on the range
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by Spike on
Saturday, 29th July 2006 @ 06:12:04 AM AEST
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An absolutely terrific poem. Great descriptions, wry humour, tight contruction and your love of your new-found home shines through so completely that I was totally engaged from start to finish.
here there are only three seasons
winter, summer, and tornado
Loved it!. Just watch your spelling - poor spelling can distract from the reading.
Spike |
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Re: Home on the range
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by lillyjane on
Sunday, 30th July 2006 @ 05:24:47 AM AEST
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| Felt like I was there you describe it so well. beautiful xxx |
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Re: Home on the range
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by JockPhillips on
Wednesday, 30th August 2006 @ 01:37:32 PM AEST
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| I really like this poem, very refreshing. Straightforward and honest in style, delivery, and content. Cheers. |
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Re: Home on the range
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by lord_sogi on
Monday, 4th September 2006 @ 11:17:35 AM AEST
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| Hey... I know what you're talking about haha, I live in Oklahoma, of course you already know that. Anyways I kind of thought it as a painting...a van goh painting...especially with "swirling wind", yeah i know tornado...but lol I kind of imagined him painting the tornado in a living state. I also kind of imagined all the things you described painted, like the season's, they are blended in with their color making it all three all the time, showing the diversity. Haha I think you should be the state's poet^_^ |
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