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It’s gone now

And all is pure.

The water has no ripple

The breeze has fallen

And in the sky

The heavens are smooth.

The clouds float seamlessly

And all is clean once more.

The grass is green once more.

At nightfall the moon rises

Like a wise witch,

One who knows it all.

For the breeze has fallen

And the grass is green once more.

The fox sleeps quietly,


For all is clean once more

The heavens are smooth

And clouds float seamlessly

Once more.




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Ann Foxglove

Thu 3rd Jun 2010 19:27

Thank you Thermo, that is exactly the effect that I was aiming for! xx

<Deleted User> (7073)

Thu 3rd Jun 2010 19:26

I like this too Ann, sort of the cleansing after the storm, the oxygenated air that permeates all.
Love TC X

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Dave Bradley

Wed 2nd Jun 2010 07:00

I liked this too. It might be the scene after rain, which is a lovely thing to conjure up, but it's open for the reader to create their own interpretation.

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Lynn Dye

Tue 1st Jun 2010 22:38

I enjoyed this poem, Ann. I like the thought of the moon being like a wise witch who knows it all. Good one.

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