Saturday, November 20, 2010

Nature's Hope

Allowed to run free,
Bounding over grassy hill.
Complacently preparing,
Dedicated to survival.
Extending lean body through air,
Flying, for just an instant.
Grounded in purpose,
Hope is born in such things.

6 comments:

  1. Submitted to Jingle Poetry for their Monday Poetry Potluck 11/29/2010
    http://jinglepoetry.blogspot.com/

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  2. lovely put..
    Thanks for sharing with potluck.
    have fun reading some on our list.
    xx

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  3. hey lovely post. Enjoyed this little piece very much. Last line is great. Love the music you got in the background too... this visit was a pleasure...

    Cheers

    Luke @ WordSalad

    (mine are here -
    http://lukepraterswordsalad.wordpress.com/2010/11/26/descent-2/
    http://lukepraterswordsalad.wordpress.com/2010/05/06/64/
    http://lukepraterswordsalad.wordpress.com/2010/05/30/mud-pies/

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  4. Mother nature rules indeed! :)
    http://lynnaima.wordpress.com/2010/11/30/happy-14-15-misery/

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  5. Thank you all. The music is mine own. I wrote and performed them. I'm glad you enjoye yourselves, and I hope my future pieces are just as enjoyable.

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