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Through the Grass
Contributed by
screwge
on
Sunday, 31st May 2009 @ 08:49:37 PM in AEST
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Romantic, dogged, he sweetens his way through the grass,
stroking it with a soft paw. Pusillanimous crickets dive out
of his way, though he too, timorous, sways a little
to the right and left so as not to scare them, fell what must be
their sleek, bending timbers. Amongst the blades,
he might find himself afraid of their artifice, wing-pleat--
yet sense that his nose could almost act their bane, a jolt
of moisture that is no oasis on its black seeming stone. But what is
that nose--when the tongue could solder mosquitoes,
if he paused at a puddle?--and if termites found his
golden tresses an indolent house of wood?
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Re: Through the Grass
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by elle on
Sunday, 31st May 2009 @ 08:56:54 PM AEST
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| My, how I'm harmed by your intimate expression. Distinct, alert & giving. Great post. peace. elle |
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Re: Through the Grass
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by elle on
Sunday, 31st May 2009 @ 08:58:21 PM AEST
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| ooops, I believe I mean charmed. . . see. . . lol. elle |
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