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A warm sultry summers night, a silver crystal formed in the corner of an eye. Trickled and rolled a gentle cheek, fell to earth where all was dry. Whence it touched the ground did speak, an Orchid bloomed of vibrant hues, reds and whites, the palest blues. The Tear catcher dabbed the bluest eye, a smile pursued a gentle sigh. The catcher kissed is favourite friend, his purses full to the night did blend.. Eerk, eerk the frog he croaked, help us Flora the pool is choked, eerk, eerk and off he hopped, Flora followed her duties swapped. By the pool, eyes in moonbeams danced, their love of Flora is well romanced. Flora, Flora help us please, the pool is choked by a blue disease. The fish gasped and gulped for air, wildfowl preened their feathers fair, otters, voles in a sticky mass, frogs and toads could not pass. The sedge, the reed, heads did fall, marigolds and lily's, threatened by this seedy sprawl. With her hands she ceased the breeze, asked for quiet from the trees. Beckoned all the spiders to the waters edge, north to south along the sedge. Said to the spiders cross your legs, spin, spin with all your might, those silver threads strong and tight. To the Water Boatmen she said pull, pull, until your net is full. Water Beatles heaved and toiled, with insect life the water broiled. Dragonflies with smaller nets collected dregs, Toads and Frogs flipped with longer legs. The Newts and Fowl came to assist, where once was dark the moon it kissed. Across the pool the Voles and Otters pulled away, most did work but some did play. To the sticky web the Algae clings, behind a bright blue water sings. The silver net was dragged well clear, all had helped from far and near. Flora asked the breeze to bring the clouds, left a message for the sun to hide his head, but to keep her friends warm in the shade. For without the rays the Algae would die, and all would be peace and beauty before the eye. Dawn was close, time for Flora to pat, stroke and kiss her pals goodbye. She must return to the safety of the glade and to the shade of the magic willow, her bed of moss and Lavender for a pillow.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2010




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Date: 1/31/2010 5:21:00 PM
I love your story...makes me want to be in that magical place...Enjoyed...Marty
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Date: 1/31/2010 12:51:00 PM
Daniel, I don't know whether you have entered the Poetry Soup contest yet, but I think this poem would be a good entry. You will need to select a poetic form if you enter this one, though. Here are a few that you might consider: pastoral, Prose Poetry, narrative. I think that Pastoral is the closest. But it has fantasy in it, too.... Just trying to help. I really like this poem...a lot! Dane Ann
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Date: 1/31/2010 12:40:00 PM
Wow, Daniel. That is the most whimsical nature conservation poem that I have ever read. It is like a beautiful fairytale. Keep your poetry flowing. t is wonderful. Smiles... Dane Ann
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Date: 1/31/2010 10:14:00 AM
And quite the nature story too!! Lots of really nice description here. The lines about the spiders, for example! Yes, this would be a narrative, as Linda said. About my wife poem, it was not me, which some may think, but I do believe people give up to easily on marriage. Mine was not easy and I wish all people would "hang in there" for the long haul. LUv, Andrea
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Date: 1/31/2010 10:04:00 AM
I like the personification, using "Flora" as a character who sounds human, perhaps divine, Daniel. Having all of the creatures come together to rid the pond of this algae is the way I hope humans may someday learn to work in unison. All are threatened when any species in nature's order is endangered. Very clever and insightful write, Daniel! Love, Carolyn
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Date: 1/31/2010 7:41:00 AM
Absolutely exotically beautiful.. would classify is as a narrative form of poetry.. with beautiful descriptive lines and words.. excellent Daniel... a true classic piece of poetry.. I was thinking of writing about Orchids today ..they are my favorite ... interesting how themes blend together.. luv.. Linda-Marie..
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Date: 1/31/2010 6:13:00 AM
Lovely story
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Date: 1/31/2010 5:09:00 AM
Another wonderful expression. I enjoy the tearcatcher character! Would make a great childrens book!!! But you are probably already on that! Jeralynn
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