Going For Water by Robert Frost (Erasure by mehflowers)

The well was dry  

  And so we went

                   To seek the brook;  

    the  eve was fair  

fields were ours,  

     And by the brook  

We ran   
   behind the trees,
          without the leaves,  
                  without the breeze.  

 we paused  
               Like gnomes  
Ready to run 
  With laughter   

  We heard, we knew we heard the brook. 

   tinkling fall that made  
Now drops   
  Like pearls, and now a silver blade

This is an erasure of A Robert Frost poem

– See more at: http://www.poets.org/viewmedia.php/prmMID/20696#sthash.1EdvRyGi.dpuf

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About Mary (tqhousecat)

I am a wife and a mother of two grown children. Recently I have begun writing a couple of blogs. One poetry and one on hope. I only wish that whoever reads this will be blessed, inspired and occasionally amused. Soon to be added is another blog...writings on hope from a biblical perspective. Now it can be seen at purplepandasandotherphenomena.blogspot.com. please feel free to visit.
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