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*-Wherever-*
I want to show you the hidden meadow just down my street,
Lord knows that it's been awhile,
I'll pluck you a bouquet, of every flower, my sweet
There, everything grows wild
I want to take you to the top of the hill,
in the old quiet cemetery
In the evening the sun sets blood orange,
shining rays through the red and golden trees.
I want you to see the stars where I live,
they're many with a brilliance so bright,
and the glow flies dance in my backyard,
we could dance there too if you'd like
I'd love to take you through the corn maze I've found,
just beyond the black gates, across the road.
I just want to be where you'll be,
just tell me which way to go.
I'd like to show you a few things,
I know, it won't be much to see, considering where I come from
but time and place isn't most important,
rather it's that we're together wherever we run
by flippinthrulife17
posted on 11/04/2009
Lord knows that it's been awhile,
I'll pluck you a bouquet, of every flower, my sweet
There, everything grows wild
I want to take you to the top of the hill,
in the old quiet cemetery
In the evening the sun sets blood orange,
shining rays through the red and golden trees.
I want you to see the stars where I live,
they're many with a brilliance so bright,
and the glow flies dance in my backyard,
we could dance there too if you'd like
I'd love to take you through the corn maze I've found,
just beyond the black gates, across the road.
I just want to be where you'll be,
just tell me which way to go.
I'd like to show you a few things,
I know, it won't be much to see, considering where I come from
but time and place isn't most important,
rather it's that we're together wherever we run
by flippinthrulife17
posted on 11/04/2009
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Comment by prettyspl: Nov 11, 2009 12:42 am
It's the kind of poem that makes me want to read it time and time again, like an old friend that I can come back to. It really is simply beautiful Flip! Another amazing write!Comment by xDestructive: Nov 4, 2009 8:10 am
agreed....jus beautiful. Comment by SilentWords: Nov 4, 2009 10:56 am
I want to show you the hidden meadow just down my street,
Lord knows that it's been awhile,
Inviting from the first line! Lovely.
Comment by BlackbookPast: Nov 4, 2009 7:20 am
the simple beauty of sharing the small things in life. great poemComment by grunty: Nov 4, 2009 9:46 am
I love the imagery you created for the simple things in life.
Vivid!
Great work Flip!
Comment by chiwa: Nov 4, 2009 7:16 am
This poem made me happy. All of those things sound so wonderful. Voting up. Comment by Healer: Nov 4, 2009 5:43 am
woow. lucky person. Comment by Bobblehead15: Nov 4, 2009 3:56 pm
WOW that was awsome good work flipComment by james1989: Nov 4, 2009 6:53 pm
very good poem i like it a lotComment by XxSuicidalPrincess13xX: Nov 4, 2009 8:46 pm
FROG SOUP
Zuppa Di Rane
The Silver Spoon, Phaidon Press
Serves 4
Ingredients
• 24 frogs
• 3 tablespoons olive oil
• 1 onion, sliced
• 1 carrot, sliced
• 1 celery stalk, chopped
• 1 garlic clove
• 3 tomatoes, peeled and chopped
• 6 1/4 cups Meat or Chicken Stock
• 1 tablespoon chopped fresh flat-leaf parsley
• salt and pepper
• 4 country-style bread slices, toasted, to serve
Directions
Remove the frogs' legs and set aside.
Heat the oil in a pan, add the onion, carrot, celery and garlic and cook over low heat, stirring occasionally, for 10 minutes until lightly browned.
Add the frogs and mix well, then add the tomatoes and stock and season with salt and pepper.
Bring to a boil, then lower the heat and simmer until the frogs have almost disintegrated.
Transfer to a food processor and process to a puree.
Return the puree to the pan, add the frogs' legs and cook for a further 15 minutes.
Ladle into a soup tureen, sprinkle with the parsley and serve with toast.
Comment by Haylo: Nov 4, 2009 10:37 pm
Ooooh i love it! this is so great, very differnet and beautiful. extremely pretty. it kind of reminded me of Owl City, haha, even though it really doesnt sound like his work. probably because the glow flies part reminded me of the song fireflies...haha, lol. sorry, getting off the topic. anyways, this was great. really. one of the best ive read in along while Keep writing!Comment by Acheron: Nov 5, 2009 10:08 am
i love is Missy Great job its breath takingComment by meltedsnowman: Nov 5, 2009 7:48 pm
that was incredible! i am so wistful now!> i wish i had that to offer someone speacialComment by TheDarkKnight: Nov 7, 2009 4:27 pm
Very uniqueComment by hutwohl58: Nov 8, 2009 9:58 am
A great flippin poem Images, are very nice.The black gates,old cemetary,at the top of the hill very nice. HutComment by magpie333: Nov 9, 2009 3:22 pm
an amazing poem. wow!Comment by snowdayheaven: Nov 10, 2009 6:13 am
really nice,, and original Comment by Shadow17: Nov 16, 2009 1:40 pm
Original, great imagery! Wonderful write! Nothing but praise!
great write!.