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GoldenI was thinking abouthow I love the waya wheat field looks when the wind blows;like waves on a golden sea.When a stranger passed, I watched him slide downthe street. He was slender, not very...
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Waves of amber grain? I love the way you can take the every day and turn it into wonderful poetry, Red Always a joy to read you!~Alaura
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Quote:I love the waya wheat field looks when the wind blows;like waves on a golden seadeeply rich in description....I love your poetry Redalways a pleasure!hugs &Keep Shining!<br>Sammie
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Red ..picture is beautiful..I have never seen a field of wheat but I know I would be as mezmerized as you express in this poem.I was thinking abouthow I love the waya wheat field looks when the wind...
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Just loved your posting!I immediately ran to Google and put in Wheat+Poet...this is what I found.I hope that link holds and that you like it.skyways.lib.ks.us/poetry/...ntasy.html
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Beautiful - you've touched the essence of timless peace through connection with nature and added in the depth of the current moment. A multi-dimensional poem and one that simply felt good to read. I...
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Was it Bukowski with his head shaved, in a younger day. I'm just playing Red. Always got to stop in, when you're around."I love being a writer, but I hate the paper work."
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Ah Red, was about to close down but then I saw your name and it's been too long since I've readyou and reading this confirmed why I stuck aroundto do so Wonderful the way you tied everythingin...
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Thank you all so much, I will have to drop by tomorrow and do some reading. I often write in a reflective way.. kind of like sharing my thoughts and things I see with you all. Red
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Joyce, This is very lovely. Very reflective feeling to it for certain. I'm a lover of corn fields and wheat fieldsand anything to do with the harvest theme.
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Well written Joyce,the passing stranger adds an intriguing note. Observed but not really of much significance to the observer Dad
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