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Eyes Darting

a river meanders under my feet I hearken... notice... fallen withered leaves aback I move... eyes darting... to and fro my thoughts becloud the water down below ~ iambic-jazz pentameter ~

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Date: 9/29/2022 11:10:00 AM
nice imagery.
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Date: 9/22/2022 9:11:00 AM
I like this a lot Gershon and quite a serious little number for you!! Debx
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Date: 9/22/2022 7:50:00 PM
I am actually quite a serious person. Humor is my mask for a combination of former insecurity and not wanting to be labeled a total nerd. ~ Mr. Full of Surprises
Date: 9/22/2022 7:56:00 AM
Loved the clever relation you used to compare your thoughts to the rivers flow. Have a good day my friend...
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Date: 9/22/2022 1:17:00 AM
Fall serves to make one reflective as per this and your piece A sign of the season.The fields are white for harvest what has been our yield.Enjoyed Gershon.
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Date: 9/21/2022 8:12:00 PM
Very fall-ish, I like the feeling of the moving water and leaves~ sounds like Chi town is having some cool weather (it was 85 degrees here in Portland today)
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