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Crop Circle (Free verse) by Lenore
Cool and sweet, My naked feet Found dewy pathways through the wheat; And out again Where down the lane, The dust was dimpled with the rain. But in the lay, I heard them say; All quivering With life, death and love; A sound so dear, The message clear; "Be the phoenix not the dove". My head was leant, Where, with it bent, A photographer over her instrument; While all the night, From vale to height, Was filled with orbs in flight! And all our dreams Were lit with gleams Of Alien delight.

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Arithmetic Mean: 7.1
Weighted score: 6.05
Overall Rank: 1203
Posted: September 6, 2002 10:38 AM PDT; Last modified: September 6, 2002 10:41 AM PDT
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[n/a] <~> @ | 6-Sep-02/12:54 PM | Reply
i like these sounds, but the damn movie has obliterated any objectivity i might have towards the subject.
[n/a] Lenore @ | 6-Sep-02/1:26 PM | Reply
Can you imagine my disappointment? I had high hopes for that film. Silly me, I thought it was going to be about Crop Circles. Instead they tried to spoon feed us crap about faith. Oh I did get a good chuckle at all the inappropriate moments. Aliens of superior intelligence rendered lifeless by water, come to a planet covered in such without so much as a wet suit?! Let the record show that this poem is in no way related to or in reference of that deplorable film.
[8] Christof @ > Lenore | 23-Sep-02/6:27 AM | Reply
I haven't seen the film and have no desire to, but if it were like your poem I would be happy. Innocent wonderment and all that, lovely.
[8] vulcan @ | 7-Sep-02/11:59 AM | Reply
Very nice the whole thing!8
[8] vulcan @ | 7-Sep-02/12:00 PM | Reply
Esp the first stanza.(a vivid picture)8 again!
[8] T. Jonathron Remp @ | 17-Oct-17/3:17 PM | Reply
This poem makes me want to be inside of a tree enveloped completely by tree matter and possibly choke on sap -8-
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