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The Earth

the earth is gold
giving, birthing, nourishing,
and receiving without discrimination,
not seeking, soliciting, pleading, or cajoling,
no guile, no deceit, nor malice,
she is throne, she is bed,
she is teacher, she is read,
all are equal who touch her feet with their feet,
she blesses the heads of all who bow before her,
in her the seasons are found,
she is music, poetry, dance and song,
my lover,
someday I will lie down and melt in her arms.

Author notes

80 Word Poem written for contest

© 2017, Charlie Bottle. All rights reserved. © 2009 All Rights Reserved

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