Wednesday, December 28, 2011

Utah Journey Comments

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I find my bearings
Through the compass of my soul.
I look for the sign of the ages
In the ancient Bristlecone pines.
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Smoky Hoss
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Kim Barney 15 April 2020

Another great poem about my home state! I'm about ready to get in my truck and go exploring! Where's my fishing pole? Where are my binoculars?

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Claudia Krizay 03 January 2012

This poem has opened my eyes and heart up to an area in this country where I have never been- makes me want to visit someday! !

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Juan Olivarez 03 January 2012

As you know Smoky my dear friend, The great American southwest, and the Mojave is where my soul really is. I find this poem so very beautiful, because no-where else have I found the peace I found in the desert. Thank you for sharing this great piece.

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Smoky Hoss 26 September 2015

Thanks mi hermano, you truly understand.

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Eric Cockrell 31 December 2011

makes me want to be there! great poem!

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