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Texture and smell
As I paddle through your mirky waters
I reach down to see how prepared I am
I think your canoe needs a flagpole
The one you have graciously lent me
I imagine you providing the wind as well
I love how this sound harbors my voyage
The hills roll along towards the inlet
As water slooshes behind each pass
Changing speeds, rough, then calm
Absorbed in nature's texture and smell
I reach down to see how prepared I am
I think your canoe needs a flagpole
The one you have graciously lent me
I imagine you providing the wind as well
I love how this sound harbors my voyage
The hills roll along towards the inlet
As water slooshes behind each pass
Changing speeds, rough, then calm
Absorbed in nature's texture and smell
Published 4th Jul 2021
Author's Note
By Pent
July 4th, 2021
July 4th, 2021
All writing remains the property of the author. Don't use it for any purpose without their permission.
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4th Jul 2021 6:21am
The metaphors roll off the tongue in such fluidity, Pent.... What an enticing piece of writing.... I was drawn in and lulled sweetly by the creativity and heated through and through by the lush cleverness.
Marvelous ink!
🌹 - 💙
B
Marvelous ink!
🌹 - 💙
B
Thank you for your thoughtful opinion Bluevelvete.
I believe, as you quoted, I fearlessly left my humanity on the page.
Pent
I believe, as you quoted, I fearlessly left my humanity on the page.
Pent
4th Jul 2021 9:55am
4th Jul 2021 4:27pm
