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Farewell, Kind Lover

Member since 2004 · Posted 14 Sep 2006 · 7 comments

You depart as thunderstorm having cracked and boomed overhead and underground carried off by cool breath of God You awaken seeds tender, brave sprouts feeling the sky for twist of updraft overshadow of cloud

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[8] Ranger 14-Sep-06/10:21 PM Reply

Nice. I read this yesterday, unfortunately having spent the day shifting vegetables so the mental image of tender, brave sprouts was hilarious. Now I'm a bit more with it, I can appreciate it.

[8] amanda_dcosta 15-Sep-06/7:43 PM Reply

This is much better than your previous post. Anybody I know?

[10] half.italian 15-Sep-06/10:42 PM Reply

Wow!

[9] nypoet22 17-Sep-06/4:15 AM Reply

read this once yesterday and again today. brave sprouts i love.

[8] dvincent 20-Sep-06/3:27 PM Reply

I just had to comment on one phrase, "...sprouts feeling the sky for {a} twist of updraft"

Very clean and unique. Sorry for inserting the "a". That's the only change I would have made.

Good work.

[10] half.italian 24-Jan-10/8:53 PM Reply

Can you please fix this a bit for me. Just add some "a"s. I love it.

[n/a] Dovina › half.italian 1-Feb-10/4:33 PM Reply

Sure I can.
You depart asa thunderstorm
having acracked and aboomed over a head and under a ground acarried off
by cool breath of a God
You waken seeds
tender, brave sprouts
feeling the sky for a twist of a updraft
overshadow of acloud
happy to ablige