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scents of chlorophyll

Posted: June 3rd, 2006, 1:02 am
by judih
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Heat is too much
So far from family
So removed from roots

i blossom amongst the orange trees
a sense of belonging
cool green embraces

Posted: June 3rd, 2006, 8:49 am
by Ann Bingham
a bush to push aside
and see the other side
of reality
what will i find just beyond
the vial of my existence.

Posted: June 3rd, 2006, 10:32 am
by panta rhei
roots growing deep
all the way through
all that time and miles and earth
to break through
to break out
to break free
on the other side

upside-down sprouts growing vast
with their journey in their heart
with their longing in their soul
with their hope in their mind
in sunlit chlorophyllic
life-drenched translucence

Posted: June 3rd, 2006, 5:33 pm
by jimboloco
i got my thrill on chlorophyll hill
translucent veil
upon her face
scent of blossoms
wafting worries away
i came back down
a rootless waif
my mother's grace
upon her face

Posted: June 3rd, 2006, 7:07 pm
by Arcadia
citric green
super/evocative green
(don't worry about the frost)
round perfect oranges everywhere
and a sugar bowl

Posted: June 3rd, 2006, 8:39 pm
by jimboloco
marvelous bouquet
orange trees in late spring
frost line up north
(global warnings, =?)
sugar bowl's wazizzz in new oweleanzzz
uptown garden district dreammzzz
st charles avenue
broad green old oak canopy
on down th line
ward nine another line
another world
could be sublime
juz a bit of reazonneddd rhyme
change th masses one at a time
i wuz an airforcepilot an now i'mmmm a cancer nurse
i sayz to da lady collecting for pink ribbonz
sweet i says as i gives her a dollar
someday we'll have a bakesale for a battleship
i sayz
i waz one
mercy
now i are a cancer nurse
i sayz
an th addiction to militarism don't come cheap,
i sayz to da lady wid da pink ribbonz
and it's a little bit of heavon
shinin thru
off we gooo into dah willld bluuue yonder
soarin high into da sunnnn
back alleys in Baghdad ain't no bettern flipping burgherzzz in Kanzazzz
kidz
ain't no place like home
from th war
from th warped national agenda
wanderings in an orange grove
give peaccceee a ch chancceee
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