Ungraceful

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    Ungraceful

    I was watching a group of ducks
    Five large ducks and
    three smaller ducks
    On the surface of the small lake
    They were so graceful
    watching them
    The black and white ducks were a thing of beauty
    beauty and grace
    The they arrived at their apparent destination
    The green grassy bank of the near shore
    They rose up out of the smooth surface of the lake
    and waddked away
    completely ungraceful
    not so attractive on land
    Is that how we appear
    When we rise up out of our element
    Ungraceful
    and not quite so attractive?

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    The true philosopher and the true poet are one, and a beauty, which is truth, and a truth, which is beauty, is the aim of both.

    Ralph Waldo Emerson, American Poet (1803-1882)

    miller’s Poems (18)

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    Take Your Place In The World 0
    Wilford 1
    Duck 1
    Blood On The Sun 2
    Rum and Coke 0
    I Often Wonder 1
    Where Are You 0
    Testify 0
    Where 2
    I Don't Hear The Music 2
    Lost or Found 0
    Ungraceful 0
    Reflections 1
    All Alone 1
    The Light 0
    Yard Gaurd 1
    3 1
    Esssence 4