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Grass of green meadows sway
back and forth,to and fro wind whistled and blown upon dirt brown landscapes in Summer Leaves fall withered and brown limbs sagging to touch the ground roots gripped firmly in the turf imprisoning water, its lifes stash in Summer Solar colourings of skin commence red for some with a hint of peel golden bronze the lucky few bottled colours of instant tan in Summer Water holes are body lined instant relief in that sheer second out to dry relax and enjoy repeated often through the day in Summer Sweated nights of laying awake Crickets serenade in meadows deep toss and turn, sheet on and off to begin once again when tomorrow comes in Summer... |
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Nice Ainjel.
especia;lly because here in NJ we are dealing with another 20 inces of snow, on top of the 18 we got a couple days ago, I long for summer,,,, |
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I long for Winter to arrive here...We are going through an incredibly hot and humid Summer and I am over it completely...Temperatures of 30 - 35 degrees celcius on a daily basis gets to you after a while...Thank god for air con...
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Great write!
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Ainjel your poetry has a calm soothing feel much like Angels.
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Ainjel, awesome, essential nature, you laid it down well poet
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Bamtino...Leigh...D4Tc...Jimz...
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very nicely done...post more often!
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Edited by
iam4u
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Wed 02/10/10 09:16 PM
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Grass of green meadows sway back and forth,to and fro wind whistled and blown upon dirt brown landscapes in Summer Leaves fall withered and brown limbs sagging to touch the ground roots gripped firmly in the turf imprisoning water, its lifes stash in Summer Solar colourings of skin commence red for some with a hint of peel golden bronze the lucky few bottled colours of instant tan in Summer Water holes are body lined instant relief in that sheer second out to dry relax and enjoy repeated often through the day in Summer Sweated nights of laying awake Crickets serenade in meadows deep toss and turn, sheet on and off to begin once again when tomorrow comes in Summer... Winter dreams of chill and thrill, empowering my every will. To be cooled, to be fooled, its Jack frost tooled. Sketching his art of silvery swirls on all the glass. Walking outside, only to slip on his ice, and bust your asssss... Your poetry makes me smile, makes me read, I liked this very much! Its so cool to see ya back making these, I have missed your mind. But always appreciated your person and heart,wink... LETS SEE and read some more,,,,,,   
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Grass of green meadows sway back and forth,to and fro wind whistled and blown upon dirt brown landscapes in Summer Leaves fall withered and brown limbs sagging to touch the ground roots gripped firmly in the turf imprisoning water, its lifes stash in Summer Solar colourings of skin commence red for some with a hint of peel golden bronze the lucky few bottled colours of instant tan in Summer Water holes are body lined instant relief in that sheer second out to dry relax and enjoy repeated often through the day in Summer Sweated nights of laying awake Crickets serenade in meadows deep toss and turn, sheet on and off to begin once again when tomorrow comes in Summer... Winter dreams of chill and thrill, empowering my every will. To be cooled, to be fooled, its Jack frost tooled. Skecthing his art of silverey swirls on all the glass. Walking outside, only to slip on his ice, and bust your asssss... Your poetry makes me smile, makes me read, I liked this very much! Its so cool to see ya back making these, I have missed your mind. But always appeciated your person and heart,wink... LETS SEE and read some more,,,,,,
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kc0003 and T....
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kc0003 and T.... Well,,for YOU Id postit to never stop telling you I liked it,wink....
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Edited by
agrant333
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Wed 02/10/10 10:24 PM
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Grass of green meadows sway back and forth,to and fro wind whistled and blown upon dirt brown landscapes in Summer Leaves fall withered and brown limbs sagging to touch the ground roots gripped firmly in the turf imprisoning water, its lifes stash in Summer Solar colourings of skin commence red for some with a hint of peel golden bronze the lucky few bottled colours of instant tan in Summer Water holes are body lined instant relief in that sheer second out to dry relax and enjoy repeated often through the day in Summer Sweated nights of laying awake Crickets serenade in meadows deep toss and turn, sheet on and off to begin once again when tomorrow comes in Summer... Melbourne...Talked to a Teacher of music.An he said it gets very hot there. |
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agrant333...New Zealand...Melbourne would be hotter at times...
T...  at the double post...I also liked your add on as well...
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agrant333...New Zealand...Melbourne would be hotter at times... T... at the double post...I also liked your add on as well... ,I could only Dream,do you like living there?
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Grass of green meadows sway back and forth,to and fro wind whistled and blown upon dirt brown landscapes in Summer Leaves fall withered and brown limbs sagging to touch the ground roots gripped firmly in the turf imprisoning water, its lifes stash in Summer Solar colourings of skin commence red for some with a hint of peel golden bronze the lucky few bottled colours of instant tan in Summer Water holes are body lined instant relief in that sheer second out to dry relax and enjoy repeated often through the day in Summer Sweated nights of laying awake Crickets serenade in meadows deep toss and turn, sheet on and off to begin once again when tomorrow comes in Summer... Very Nice write of how the heat of summer feels 
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agrant333...New Zealand...Melbourne would be hotter at times... T... at the double post...I also liked your add on as well... ,I could only Dream,do you like living there? It is nothing like the islands believe me..although New Zealand is clean and green and very laid back and the people are pretty cruisy...I have lived here all my life, so it isn't too bad... |
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Grass of green meadows sway back and forth,to and fro wind whistled and blown upon dirt brown landscapes in Summer Leaves fall withered and brown limbs sagging to touch the ground roots gripped firmly in the turf imprisoning water, its lifes stash in Summer Solar colourings of skin commence red for some with a hint of peel golden bronze the lucky few bottled colours of instant tan in Summer Water holes are body lined instant relief in that sheer second out to dry relax and enjoy repeated often through the day in Summer Sweated nights of laying awake Crickets serenade in meadows deep toss and turn, sheet on and off to begin once again when tomorrow comes in Summer... Very Nice write of how the heat of summer feels Thankyou agrant333...
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So nice to remember the summer when all I see is snow and all I feel is winter's cold breath....Nice write Ainjel
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Beautiful write,, I agree you should post more,,,
Spring is on its way here in Calif,, I am getting my garden ready for planting,, Soon your calming will arrive 
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