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Worms
They wriggle, writhing
in the shade on a bed of peat.
humble mattress, soft and warm,
see them, careless in their bliss
hermaphrodites tied in ecstasy,
Daphnis and Chloe, dreamed as these
paled in their delight. . . . . . . .
No marble halls for these
Humility their daily task,
Scorn their sole reward
Yet in the bowels of deep earth
Omnipresent and omnificent.
in the shade on a bed of peat.
humble mattress, soft and warm,
see them, careless in their bliss
hermaphrodites tied in ecstasy,
Daphnis and Chloe, dreamed as these
paled in their delight. . . . . . . .
No marble halls for these
Humility their daily task,
Scorn their sole reward
Yet in the bowels of deep earth
Omnipresent and omnificent.
Published 4th Aug 2018
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4th Aug 2018 4:29pm
And elevated to new heights by the grace of your poetic prowess. Nice write, Kex... ely
Without the earth worm our fields would become sterile. They are being seriously damaged by the current drought. Thank you for your comments Ely. Kexby
