The Worm

THE WORM In the gloominess of the night or in the brightness of the day the worm a flood pillow excavates !

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Jeff Connelly

Date: 9/4/2019 7:05:00 PM

Looking back Alkas at one's I've missed. This one is so true. When the rain comes and cools off the hot pavement the worms washed from their homes lay there, and there is a warm worm smell in the air. Smell of dirt and humidity. Great poem Alkas.

Alkas Poetry
Date: 8/21/2020 5:49:00 AM

Thank you dear Jeff, awaiting for yr return,, salute alkas

Eve Roper

Date: 5/1/2019 7:38:00 PM

If your talking about earthworms they do keep active even at the end of a hook :). Yuk! Good verse , Alkas.. My boys and husband use to and some still do fish.

Alkas Poetry
Date: 8/21/2020 5:40:00 AM

Very wll dear, so happy that i came to read me salute alkas