The Land that is Mine
By skinner_jennifer
Thu, 14 Jul 2011
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I'm elusive and strange...
showers splash over me as I
take on an ever changing form,
my many shades of pink alter as
sunlight reflects on my petals,
a prick of my thorny limbs
can pierce the skin...behold
such beauty and pain together,
my one bud once so compact it
stands so tall and proud...
now spreads out like mountains
across a fresh seeded valley,
I open wide my petals to the
great ever changing vastness of
space...no more the sky to see
only the earth...my many winged
shapes weaken cut off from my core,
dissolving to the soil once more...
again to nourish and sustain my
roots...the Land that is mine.
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Really enjoying this new
Really enjoying this new phase in your writing Jenny - you're love of nature comes across beautifully. :-)
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I admire the way you bring
I admire the way you bring it in and out - the expression of space within the words is fantastic :)
maisie Guess what? I'm still alive!
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I can visualise a St Ives
I can visualise a St Ives scene here, a soft water colour.
Nice one.
ScoZen
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Definitely a little gem and corker!
Just love it and can picture it.
And be able to admire the beauty of all.
Ah! "For the beauty of the earth"
'Father unto the we praise, this our sacrifice of praise.' What a beautiful poem, well exploited in
magical colours and phrases. Thoroughly enjoyed.
Thirty years, that's getting, hope for me yet!
"I'm just watching flowers in the rain". Great
explain like you have the touch you have. Quite right the land is our's. some being ruined every day.
Paper's stating Romance of 'Mills and Boone's books,misleading to married real life! Course we all
must day dream.
Have a super day.
julie xx
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