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Righteous Jammer

She rises in beauty from her warm earthen bed of straw.
She opens her soft throat to the rising sun.
Her color changes in the bright white light.
She stands tall and waits for the gentle rain,
To cool, nourish and bring about her passion,
Her death.

Ali

a poet wrote:

She rises in beauty from her warm earthen bed of straw.
She opens her soft throat to the rising sun.
Her color changes in the bright white light.
She stands tall and waits for the gentle rain,
To cool, nourish and bring about her passion,
Her death.

Veryyyyyy JIM...poet.
Very you.....
I like;)

allison;)

Righteous Jammer

I knew you'de like it Ali........

ISN

did you know whether I'd like it?

Righteous Jammer

I'm really never sure if someone will like my poems...

Being Enlightened

I may not comment on every single one of 'em, but I hope you know that I like them and sometimes, I even love 'em! There's always an air of sweetness surrounding your poems and it keeps me coming back for more.

Righteous Jammer

Thank you..you are too kind

OceansDeep

im not sure I understand the meaning of this poem. Could you explain further?

Righteous Jammer

Letting mother nature take you away to somewhere better.