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New Zealand

I do my best to heal Water tries to flow Air makes effort to breeze Earth worms its way up Fire cracks me up I am a mole I dug a hole They dug holes in me Life flows out Food crawls in I crawled into one of the holes and worked my way down, down, down Past the magnificent field of blinding lava And came back out on the other side I asked a tree: "Where am I?". It replied: "New Zealand"

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Kim Rodrigues

Date: 2/19/2017 11:06:00 PM

This is great. At first hard to see the pattern, but what a gem! Applause!

Darren White
Date: 2/19/2017 11:29:00 PM

Thanks Kim, I can understand it was had to follow. I can assure you that digging a hole through the planet was quite something! ;)

Space Cadet

Date: 2/15/2017 7:42:00 PM

Per earlier -- this is Great! love it. - w

Darren White
Date: 2/16/2017 3:03:00 AM

Thanks Wesley :)

Agnes Krampe

Date: 2/14/2017 6:58:00 AM

Cool poem, Darren :)

Darren White
Date: 2/14/2017 7:21:00 AM

Ha, Agnes, glad you like it :)

Chris Green

Date: 2/14/2017 6:38:00 AM

Very cool Darren. When I was a kid I was told if I dug straight down I would eventually end up in China, but New Zealand sounds a whole lot nice to me. :)

Darren White
Date: 2/14/2017 6:44:00 AM

:D If you start digging where I live, you probably end up in New Zealand, nice huh?