Sunday, July 19, 2020

Caterpillars Comments

Rating: 5.0

In the crevasses of the maple tree
There many caterpillars beginning to cocoon
This takes me back to my childhood collecting them
As my cousins and I would peel them off the wall
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LeeAnn Azzopardi
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Many of the butterfly species are among the vanishing tribes. In the cities, we hardly find any. That is why I always hasten to my village farm house as often as possible. Lovely writing, sharing your anxiety, LeeAnn. Top score

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Edward Kofi Louis 21 July 2020

Affection, Nature! ! Memories. Thanks for sharing this poem with us.

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Douglas Scotney 19 July 2020

that would be irony......

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Kostas Lagos 19 July 2020

Humans are a constant threat to the environment...but we can be its saviors...Great poem

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Yoonoos Peerbocus 19 July 2020

a nostalgic feeling pervades all through underpinned with a message as well

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LeeAnn Azzopardi

LeeAnn Azzopardi

Detroit Mich
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