<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=414728" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>The Write Place for M lady Chitra</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">The river here runs slow and deep<br>The banks on either side are steep<br> and covered well with foliage.<br>Through which small creatures slyly creep.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">The price of life is vigilance<br> they can’t afford to take a chance<br>The brambles form an airy cage<br> through which they cast a wary glance.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Instinctively they know to hide<br> for danger lurks on every side<br>They have no choice they must forage.<br>It’s tantamount to suicide.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Just one mistake and they will die.<br>Predators can strike from the sky.<br>so suddenly and silently<br>The oldest rules of all apply</div><div style="margin:10px 0"> to prey and to each predator<br>Nature red in tooth and claw.<br>An old but very true adage<br> which will remain for evermore.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">The river flows on placidly<br> quite unaware apparently<br>of happenings upon life’s stage..<br>In undisturbed tranquillity.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">The river here runs deep and slow<br> A favourite place I choose to go<br>To scribble words upon a page.<br>my pencil moving to and fro.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">My presence does not cause upset <br>they do not see me as a threat.<br>Until I move to turn my page.<br>Though I try not to, I forget.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"> I watch the watchers watching me.<br>I pique their curiosity<br>I find it difficult gauge<br>who watches who the most closely.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Towards the closing of the day<br>I have to go but they will stay<br> safe hidden in the foliage.<br>From which they very rarely stray.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">15/07/2009</div><div style="margin:10px 0">http: // blog.myspace.com/poeticpiers</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Ivor+Or+Ivor.e+Hogg">Ivor Or Ivor.e Hogg</a><div class=q> <img src="https://www.citatepedia.ro/g/32share.png" style="float:left" alt="Share"> <script type="text/javascript" src="//s7.addthis.com/js/300/addthis_widget.js#pubid=citatepedia" async="async"></script><div style="display:inline-block" class="addthis_sharing_toolbox" data-url="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=414728" data-title="The Write Place for M lady Chitra de Ivor Or Ivor.e Hogg" data-description="The river here runs slow and deep The banks on either side are steep and covered well with foliage. Through which small creatures slyly creep. The price of life is vigilance they can’t afford to take a chance The brambles form an airy cage t..."></div> </div> </div>

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