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I'm Walt. And I'm Marie Elena.
This is the collaboration of two kindred spirits; partners in rhyme;
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Tuesday, September 21, 2010

MEANWHILE, ACROSS THE LAKE ...

Summer Heat lobs a
bolo punch, not yet ready
to throw in the towel.

Marie Elena
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6 comments:

  1. UnknownSeptember 21, 2010 at 11:12 AM

    I think it's coming our way, too!
    Like the determination in your poem--enjoy that last burst of "summer heat", Marie Elena!

    Hey, maybe, you will have time for movie and a pizza!!!

    Patricia
    http://pmpoetwriter.blogspot.com/

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  2. Across the Lake EerilySeptember 21, 2010 at 12:18 PM

    Hey there, Patricia! It's summer itself that isn't ready to throw in the towel. Believe me, I'm ready for the cool temps, autumn sky, and need for sweaters. I LOVE autumn! ;)

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  3. UnknownSeptember 21, 2010 at 7:50 PM

    Count me in for the cooler weather, too! It's so great to enjoy the crisp autumn air.

    Great temperature for a walk through the woods this past weekend--took some photos to put on my blog.

    Patricia
    http://pmpoetwriter.blogspot.com/

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  4. Across the Lake EerilySeptember 21, 2010 at 8:02 PM

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  5. MarySeptember 22, 2010 at 7:33 AM

    Prepare for a few more days of it heading your way. I don't mind at all! Winter is LONG!

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  6. LondySeptember 22, 2010 at 8:29 PM

    That's the way it feels here! Thanks, Marie, for yet another lesson that poetry can be about anything you want! :D So many times I think of poetry as only 'high-falutin', full of melodramatic emotions and big words, but yours is so down to earth, and both yours and Walt's covers a tremendous balance.

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