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Poetic Alchemist

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Poetry by Don Iannone

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Poetic Alchemist

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Poetic Alchemist – Poetry by Don Iannone Skip to content Poetic Alchemist Poetry by Don Iannone Skunks in the Meadow Skunks in the Meadow By Don Iannone In the meadow behind our house, Mom and Dad Skunk, and a baby, Parents protective, Infant ever open, The possibilities of life in the field behind us. In black and white, And everything in between, The beauty of birth and youth, And yes, skunks in the meadow, Opens our eyes to the possibility of everything. We watch from the fence, Wishing we were close up, But our binoculars bring them near, Magnifying the importance, Of what we see unfolding. They waddle through the tall grass, A parade of stripes, Bold against the green, Their presence a quiet testament, To the cycle of life unfolding, Right before our eyes. We watch, transfixed, As the baby stumbles, Curious and unafraid, A new life exploring, The vast world of the meadow, With its hidden wonders and dangers. The air is filled with the scent, Of wildflowe...

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