Saiom Shriver

Gold Star - 9,088 Points (Ohio)

Rain: The Potter - Poem by Saiom Shriver

Tendrils of fog
form into figs.
Mysteriously,
mist figments
are minted
into spearmint.

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Footnote:
Spearmint and other
plants have the right
to grow unmolested
by leaf pickers.

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Poem Submitted: Wednesday, May 7, 2014



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