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Growing

The farmer cultivated cabbages
in the careful fashion
of an agricultural man.
It takes a lot of fortitude,
a quaint sense of devotion,
to watch them quickening,
a haunting awareness of growth,
eyes to heighten, wise and sharp,
not rigid at all, just conscious of
the everlasting ripple of life.

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from word bank:

cabbage
careful
farmer
fortitude
haunting
heighten
quaint
quickening
rigid
ripple

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  • Pamela A Lamppa silver member
    November 2, 2008

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    I am smiling...just conscious of the everlasting ripple of life. You went to wonderful places with this poem. Excellent use of the word bank. A gem. Thank you so much for this wonderful entry and best of luck in the judging. ~Pamela


  • Fritz O skennick gold member
    October 30, 2008
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    Another fantastic piece drawn from the depths of the word bank...

    You're great at these...
    Keep up the good work...
    Well done!!!


  • R S Adams Jr silver member
    October 20, 2008

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    Food for thought...literally

    I never had much luck growing cabbages but this farmer does. I like the way you relate it to 'the everlasting ripple of life.' These last lines leave a thought.

    An interesting, unique subject matter described in a thoughtful way.