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From town the farmer came in hand
with fox and chicken and grain -
There stands the Cottonwood Tree,
erected. -
during spring thaw
streams overflow with -
Wandering
down the edge -
I woke up sleepy one dusky morning to the quiet alarm ringing tonelessly.
Fumbling steadily for the blasted quietude that yet remained eva -
Oh, dark-winged guide, tonight I heard your siren song
in answer to my plight that has gone on too long. -
Many times life has pulled the rug or slapped me down.
I falter, then rise up to face the tasks presenting.13 lines, 15 comments, on Jul 18 6:39 AM. In Acrostic, Sonnet, Italian sonnet, End of life, Reflections, Promise, Hope, Iambic
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