the swans were out in the swampy bog
the train went by on swollen tracks
a woman sat on her steps
smoking a cigarette
poverty had set in
out here by the beauty of nature
she was a lucky one
there were cigarettes
broken toys were strewn in the yard
imagine there was a child in school somewhere
the green was upstaged by the changing fall colors
the woman had seen many things
the swamp held down her secrets
the swans were awake at night
gracefully she spoke
about the things she was not so sure of anymore
over time she had let them all go
her body was tight
so wound
so tense
movement seemed quick and bird like
she had an allergy to her beauty
soon these things would be covered in snow
the train
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creativesoul
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the train
reason is over rated, as is logic and common sense-i much prefer the passions of a crazy old woman, cats and dogs and jungle foliage- tropic rain-and a defined sense of who brings the stars up at night and the sun up in the morning---
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thank you- enjoyed being there- hope all is well- keep writing- 
reason is over rated, as is logic and common sense-i much prefer the passions of a crazy old woman, cats and dogs and jungle foliage- tropic rain-and a defined sense of who brings the stars up at night and the sun up in the morning---
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