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i'm uncomfortable
with nattering restlessness
deafened
by the frenetic buzz 
of the movers
and the shakers

i do not blend well
into the neon light
and i prefer the rustic charm
of root vegetables
over concoctions whipped up
by chemists in chefs clothing

 i am a child
of the green gold sod
a product of  
a washerwoman's holiday
i understand need
i believe in want

Rene ~ 2013

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  1. Brian MillerMay 10, 2010 at 8:42 PM

    and that sounds like the perfect place to be...

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  2. AnonymousMay 10, 2010 at 9:01 PM

    This is beautiful.

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  3. AnonymousMay 10, 2010 at 9:27 PM

    Another great one, Rene.

    Sometimes the most beautiful things in this world are the things most people never notice.

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  4. Irish GumboMay 11, 2010 at 6:37 AM

    I want to be sleeping like a baby, on my mom's shoulder...or any shoulder for that matter.

    Beautiful.

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  5. Love & Maple SyrupMay 11, 2010 at 4:23 PM

    Even God, Himself, was found in a gentle breeze -- not the burning bush! Amen, Rene!

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  6. AnonymousMay 11, 2010 at 6:43 PM

    Rene~
    I was always taught that "Shadows owe their births to the light" so you are indeed in good company.

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  7. justsomethoughts...May 11, 2010 at 7:39 PM

    you have eyes

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  8. Sniffles and SmilesMay 12, 2010 at 10:54 AM

    Your words are always to be treasured! You are a "Thoreau!" Loved this! ~Janine XO

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  9. cheatymoonMay 13, 2010 at 12:58 PM

    Really amazing. I love how you see the world. xo

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  10. GinnyMay 15, 2010 at 9:30 AM

    Trying to get a little caught up, Rene. I hate to miss any of your posts. Simply beautiful... and profound. Love, Ginny

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  11. MichaelMay 20, 2010 at 12:20 AM

    Oh gosh, that is so incredible sweet. I love that Rene. It literally brings tears to my smiling eyes. Love how you ended it. you are amazing.

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