nothing grows
on this mountain’s
top
and below,
the meadow is still
green
halfway there-
I drink…
the hemlock tea
Author notes
dragging a dead deer up a hill
my profound poety
writings of malabu
Amaranthine Lover i read the rules
A contest entry
- dragging a dead deer up a hill by the atlantic.
1000 points, ended September 16, 2008, 14 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Please tell me what you think
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damn are you on auto pilot? lol
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you're not the only one that has caught me!
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Lovely and proufound, which I love...for you can read it many times and see many different meaning...excellent as always.
Best to you!
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Well,
again my friend pouring so much in to just a few words,and brilliantly
God bless...


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Great writing, Mal... this can be read in so many ways.
~ Nicolette


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Extremely profound. A powerful piece of poetry. Well crafted and an enjoyable read. Best to you in the contest.
Sam
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What a huge little poem.
This begs to be read aloud.

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thanks for stopping by rob
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