Ferns battled up the hill interrupted by defending
Roots, deep in their battlements;
Tall stands suppress the yell of the over watcher’s glare.
As passing observers gape
At the scene climbing above them, only to find cacophony
Along every rise: trees, bushes,
Swords, brackets mingle in an endless contest for
For forest floor conquest.
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A.C. Sweet
Inspired by the beauty of the Pacific Northwest, and fueled by stories of all kinds since childhood, one of my favorite passions and goals is to connect and understand through the written word.
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