This poem draws upon many of my senses. I can hear the waves weakly lapping on the shore. I can see the olive green water. I can feel the muddy shore beneath my feet. And, unfortunately, I can smell the dead fish. Sorry, but I refuse to taste them. Still, though, that's a lot of senses covered. Beautifully done, as usual.
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I understand the nature connection and I can so see it applicable on other levels
Well done
Linda
This poem draws upon many of my senses. I can hear the waves weakly lapping on the shore. I can see the olive green water. I can feel the muddy shore beneath my feet. And, unfortunately, I can smell the dead fish. Sorry, but I refuse to taste them. Still, though, that's a lot of senses covered. Beautifully done, as usual.
I don't blame you. I wouldn't taste them either!
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