On life and its vagaries

Poem on nature

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Poem on nature

With others
I would take to the forests


Some call it trekking
Or getting close
To Nature


I call it a useless pastime


Yet every time I do it
I would feel a sensation
Of being drained


And it seemed
To be the effect
Of leeches on my body


Some heat a blade
And fry them off


Some use salt
To get rid of them


I would calmly wait
Till the leeches
Had their fill and fell off


Not because
I am kinder than others


But because I was
At fault


I wasn’t careful
I let them get attached
To my vitals


And maybe because
I like them a little too


The cute little


So hungry and
So sneaky


2 Responses

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  1. I wonder in your mind…who the leeches are. Reader mind goes wild with what you are really thinking some days…always love that:)Keeps us all coming back to read you again

    ~Lady Day

    June 6, 2012 at 5:02 pm

  2. hey – enjoy your workings – thanks…passing along to you the 7×7 award ?!

    N Filbert

    June 7, 2012 at 2:24 am

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