Over the river and through deep dark woods,
yonder the city skyline,
Linking with RonovanWrites : River and Path
Hark! The rhythm. The pellet drum rattles. The dance begins. The creation, the annihilation, the fleeing in-betweens, and beyond these appar...
Nice juxtaposition of the natural and the manmade. I especially like the image in the last line.
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For some reason this reminded me a little of red riding hood, only the path is the road and the wolf is the unknown of the city.
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This is paints a nice picture. I thought of red riding hood also.
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A great poem. It reminded me of little red riding hood.
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