Game Poem by Rachel Butler
Game
(Dedicated to the unknown gardener)
Antecedently my ears loved afore mine eyes,
I heard his voice, their commendations.
His entralling ways disarmed my guarded heart,
seasoned, went my maidenhood.
Rachel, you completely over take the reader, there is mystical magic in your words.
'His entralling ways disarmed my guarded heart, seasoned, went my maidenhood.' Wow...as we say in Arkansas....he must've been sump'n! ! ! I love your poetry, Rachel....<
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7/22/2025 11:00:08 PM # 1.0.0
Amazing read ma'am! The vocabulary chosen is so apt that it speaks much of the incident! Disarming the guarded heart,