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Swamp Glory

fickle crickets: serenading sirens of retreat, as chartreuse digits creep dark alley swamps; hanging jungle themes invade quiet dens perpetuated by creation’s wet glory...croaking: ancestral tales of grandeur. mammal sigils: evoking tootling trespassers of environmental legacy; nature redeeming medicines sustaining miracles of light...EPA earth.provides.assistance: yet mankind defers pollution-free toxic-free lakes of life. scatter kingdom: encroaching breaths spew poisonous darts of entitlement never biblically enforced; gather eggs of free-will, lay deep in vined elegance towering beneath second-heaven despisers of extant species.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2017




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Date: 11/28/2017 2:33:00 PM
You carry an important message among the fronds and denizens of the swamp. I hear you.
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Sona Wilae
Date: 11/30/2017 11:06:00 PM
Thank you, Patricia...You are an incredible Poetress. Means a lot coming from you.

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