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Our Land

Look at this land, which is our land

Look at yellow sand

And at my hand;

Isn’t it grand?

 

Inhale this land, which is our land

It smells of lavender and spice

Of sweat,

And grass,

And mothers’ milk.

 

Listen to this land, which is our land:

Tune into the sounds that are around,

Of running water,

And laughter,

And the wind rustling through the trees.

 

Feel this land, which is our land.

Experience the power of trust,

And the energy of sharing, and giving

Of celebration, and of life.

 

Cherish this land - this land which is our land:

It gives us so much.

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Isobel

Sun 5th Sep 2010 18:43

I love the subject matter - very different and life affirming. It is good to read a poem that is as positive as this - and rare. x

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Cynthia Buell Thomas

Sun 5th Sep 2010 11:04

I like this poem, as you use the five 'physical' senses to form your stanzas. I realize that you go for 'feel' as in emotion, not touch. Is it possible to include some lines on 'taste' to keep the idea completely embraced. You dive directly in with 'Look/Listen/Feel; perhaps 'Take a whiff of' might be a single word. IMO, it is a bit 'charming' because it's so out of character with the other first lines; but maybe a single word would be better. But good thoughts for us all to consider.

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