At the farm for critics,
the soil is rich,
and the poet sleeps well.
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for Mag 208.
"Poet's Sleep" image by Chang Houg Ahn.
Please click on "older post" for the poem I wrote late last night. It wasn't up top for very long. Bless you.
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sweet and simple. :)
ReplyDeleteNothing can fertilize the soil of literature like the compost of a decaying critic. You are such a show off, with the versatility.
ReplyDeleteSuch a delicious thought!
ReplyDeleteI want to plant your sunflower in the field at the farm for critics! :-)
ReplyDeleteSleep sweet, sweet poet.
ReplyDeleteLove it!
ReplyDeleteHa! Indeed.
ReplyDeleteI really enjoyed the view of all the critics - in the rich soil...
ReplyDeleteLOL. I found you at Magpie Tales and couldn't resist. I'm glad I didn't. In just a few words, Shay, you had me laughing:~) Thanks...I treasure every laugh I get:~)
ReplyDeleteIndeed.
ReplyDeleteI laughed out loud! Perfect.
ReplyDeletePerfect. In few words you say so much! Well done!
ReplyDeleteSuch a perfectly sweet tasting berry that was!
ReplyDeleteoh I love zingers!
ReplyDeleteSometimes one is afraid to open the gate to the farm................
ReplyDeleteLOL!!!
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