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Sprig Gleaning
by David R SpellmanAm I so different
that I’ll leave all this
other mess for you,
preferring to see it
grow shoots and twigs
which are meant to be
left alone and who am I
to say otherwise while
choosing to take this
wayward path only
to wander amongst it,
to feel them bloom or
just lay under there with
eager feet, barely aware
that I have walked
yet miles upon miles,
unknown how many
more remain to go
or to wherever their
grass and wildflowers
will sweep me away...
04/23/2002 Posted on 04/25/2002
Copyright © 2024 David R Spellman
| Member Comments on this Poem |
| Posted by JD Clay on 03/10/03 at 02:30 AM Yeah, but does she do windows? This one reminds me of that dreaded job jar, hahaha!! Good stuff Dave.
Peace... |
| Posted by Glenn Currier on 01/08/04 at 04:11 AM I appreciate someone who allows nature to take its course. Clever one, Dave. |
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