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Wriggling vegetable worm?


Vegetable worm? ©copyright2014owpp

Vegetable worm?
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As we were taking a stroll in a park on a wonderfully peaceful rainy day where scent, mist & hue mingle, I came across this weird looking leaf which appeared to be on the move 😉
I took a few with different shapes, colors & composed a setting nearby to try & bring out to the eyes of my viewers, its tones & curves.
Anyone out there with a name for this vegetable-worm?

Wriggling its way through... ©copyright2014owpp

Wriggling its way through…
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Curves & colors ©copyright2014owpp

Curves & colors
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Those lazy summer days…


It would be nice to begin our days with tranquility... ©copyright2014owpp

It would be nice to begin our days with tranquility…
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Don’t you like those lazy summer days
Where going out for a stroll means
Leaving the trail of uncertainties
Behind, enjoy life’s miracle and
Exquisite grace, unfold at
Its own pace…

Do this ;) ©copyright2014owpp

Do this 😉
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Swim at leisure... ©copyright2014owpp

Swim at leisure…
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In a clear pond... ©copyright2014owpp

In a clear pond…
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Enjoy nesting with a view ©copyright2014owpp

Enjoy nesting with a view
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With stars sparkling on waters ©copyright2014owpp

With stars sparkling on waters
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Flying & gliding... ©copyright2014owpp

Flying & gliding…
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Keeping an eye on our cherished ones :) ©copyright2014owpp

Keeping an eye on our cherished ones 🙂
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And forever ending our days with an Aaah picture! ©copyright2014owpp

And forever ending our days with an Aaah picture!
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Poets in breeding


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Clubs and bookmarks
Strolls in the park
Gatherings and readings
Poets in breeding.
Rays of sun
Caressing for fun
Words on pages
Whispered through the ages
No food nor beverages
Just words that amazes
This circle sitting on grass
Oblivious to movement or mass
Floating through time
Echos that chime
Eras, epochs and lives
Of people born and died
Sharing poetry as one
Phrases built to run
Wildly in the mind of some.
Lovers of architects lining
The hopes of the ones not daring
To take the quill and stroll
Through the minds and ghosts
Of bookclubs and whispers
Caressing the pages
Through the ages…
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P.s This is wishful thinking 🙂
I searched so long for such a group & never found one.