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Fields of Being

Mother Nature traverses the planet. In a darkened tub we hug and kiss. Opposite poles -- attracting magnet. There is none in the world but bliss.... July 15, 2016 One Stanza - One Only - Poetry Contest

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Jan Allison

Date: 7/20/2016 6:45:00 PM

Fabulous rhyme and imagery - I find the image made my eyes go funny lol congrats on your win Tom:-) hugs Jan xx

Tom Arnone
Date: 7/20/2016 9:41:00 PM

My definition of win is: There can only be one. But I get the idea; and, I am grateful for my lucky 7th place. Thanks, Jan. P.S. Just uploaded audio for one of my oldies, Discarded Love. If you have the time, give a listen. :-)