Snows from here don't yet go
and your spring has sprung
now all know
I hope spring will come in
as I read your springing poetry
o what a delicacy
each word is like an icing on spring
as the veg is rising
your lovely command
over the English language
makes me spring to make jolly
lying on a cold bed
since the fall
am I not silly
wow
it snowed again
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b happy
one does say
I am burning in my EGO
smouldering like dessert sand
in search of an oasis
help me NEO'S find one
if you
OR ANYONE
can
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I recall
my brother being stationed in the upper peninsula part of Michigan. He came down to visit and the leaves were all out and most trees were in bloom here. But up there snow was still on the ground...
Thanks stan
I take it as my life's honour
your walking on autumn leaves ~ ~ they all call ...even you do~ ~ loved or+ ly
Since butterflies fly OVER YOU I composed this poem you may be familiar
and permitted to screw
''THIS IS NATURE'S ~~...TRANSMISSION
Well I read it now your poem...~ I was all along wondering butterflies have life not more than a week how could they fly from North of Canada and return also ~but you clarified many died so how did so many reach Mexico
I still wonder but after the winters you have clarified on their return journey none ever returned, only produce kid butterflies which en route died (en route) seven generations ~one per week... so the original ones never did ever reach ~EITHER WAY
that is how over millions of years we too did reach.... bacteria~ ~ virus and then as of now SPERMS/genes~ males and females X ~ Y in varying genes~ father to son~ to grand one~ then greater grandson ~one must have one, a son male sperm ~Y~ vertical transmission of sperms~ thirty years one generation so has nature expanded too~ to a hundred years with newer vaccination~ may be back to shorter QUICKER generations ~and all over as butterflies once again become--- that is how nature plays fun and we still after one single one for millennia ages run ~take it as a pun- fun.....'''
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I liked...
the surprise ending! I saw it as one waking up in the morning expecting to see the grass and flowers blooming, but seeing SNOW instead! Good one Lovedly. ~ Geez.
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Gee
I liked your liking '
thanks
no kicking
Thanks NEOS
for publication in neos FB AND INSTGRAM I.M TOLD
Mark
Please thank her
what a surprise
what a pleasure
HELLO RULA
Was waiting for you
to thank
you
I liked
the ending also. It put the rest of the poem in perspective as a fleeting thought like people so often have. I could have been there.
Thomas
Great of you
Thomas