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So Many Worlds at Work

So many worlds work as one;
a symbiotic tango where
no feet are ever stepped on -
no pardons conferred.
An intersection of nature,
busy, yet no traffic lights nor
accidents or road rage.
A seductive tease where
cold shoulders and hot glances
share equal stage - smirking.

The first blanket of leaves lie soaked
beneath the shuffling of the last,
covers the naked dancing/celebrating
worms and sprouts who feast
on the nourishing gifts of Autumn
now winter worn to perfection.
Waiting, a "red breast" is filled,
and on high, new leaves are born
to hide their summer nests.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2018




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Date: 5/2/2018 5:22:00 PM
Terrific metaphor with profound meaning. Great write, Craig. I was too late on entering your free verse spring contest, but I wrote one anyway entitled: The Path Most Taken.
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craig cornish
Date: 5/16/2018 11:58:00 AM
Thank you Elaine