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Early Morning on the Porch: A poem in iambic heptameter about mornings sitting on the porch at Camp Berea
Posted by Douglas, Jul 19, 2010. 1727 views. ID = 3716

Early Morning on the Porch

Posted by Douglas, Jul 19, 2010. 1727 views. ID = 3716
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Ah, here I sit upon the porch,
Where all is calm, serene;
The birds are sweetly warbling,
The grass is lovely green.
The crickets chirp, the breezes blow,
The sun glints through the trees,
The rustling leaves all harmonize
With buzzing of the bees.
And while I sit here happily,
Where all is sweet and pure,
Here comes the rattling truck that's filled
With chicken farm manure.

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gabemay
Jul 19, 2010
I loved the rhyming and the pattern you used, what a witty end, I really enjoyed this one.
   ~Posted by gabemay, Jul 19, 2010



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