amongst some rolling hills there are
the secrets of starvation
land parched by drought and fickle winter
storms are not to blame
as snow can never stay
people tucked between fallow fields
and forest, in houses
we cannot see
creativity stunted by monotony
many artists find inspiring
when the rain comes and the
fields come alive
the prettiest flowers push forth
from the filthiest earth
and roots unseen for seasons
dug up and eaten
Monday, February 13, 2012
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