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buttercup hopper

papal dewry palpable
a min lee bulb
vascular with pulp papal
cells a ray leash his lime hue

a garner
festoon of garland gathers
medals to he- a pole vault champion
basest to the earths sojourn

i was working in the corn tuffet
my slash almost thrust his ribbon rib
i must mend; cuddling him close
stroking his pouch
and his two radio signals, i whelp

i open my palms, he takes his freedom
this comes the time of true love

mortification..... it leaves wilt sprout within me
natures Armour of quintessence
is this the future, is this the dream?

Review Request (Intensity): 
I want the raw truth, feel free to knock me on my back
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Is the internal logic consistent?
Last few words: 
after an encounter with a lovely buttercup grasshopper in my farm, i had to write
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great poem tells how our work can encroach on natures beauty. Regards Roscoe...

Roscoe Llane,

Religion will rip your faith off, and return
for the mask of disbelief that's left.

we can be lost in our devotion to work
missing the beautiful moments
to write about it is an artist vent
be it building walls or watching fog roll
in ...

scything crops is dedicated hard work
writing poetry is a bravery
seeing the beauty in the craft construction
of creatures is immens..

Thank You

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