Short Scrubby Poems

Peter a farmer from Scrubby Creek,
 Seldom washed his great big feet,
  His fed up wife would complain 
      About the odorous strain
When in summer it reached its peek....

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Mountaintops

Mountaintops –
Barren rocks,
Scrubby brush,
Nothing grows there.

Valley view –
From mountaintop,
Lush, green growth,
Teeming life.

People can’t grow on a mountaintop.
We grow in the valleys of life.
People can’t stay on a mountaintop.
We return to toil and to strife....

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while hills taunt us with scrubby tufts of green
the long fingers of the sun
stroke the horizon

a jet splits the sky with a cloudy tail
rattling  the window's glass
and my reflection






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Contest: "Through My Window"   sponsored by Nette Onclaud
By Carrie Richards 1/2114...

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Some see a scrubby, stunted wood;
the pure heart sees a pond.
A vision cast into the could -
the gift to look beyond…

And though the plan has not converged
quite fully in my head,
I simply can’t resist the urge
to rend, uproot, and shred.

Reclaiming bits of Eden, I
clear out the brambled vines.
Creation and destruction, by
this, briefly are aligned.
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