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Land of the Siminole

The last golden rays of sunshine sifts through
the thick, hanging Spanish moss. The soft sound of
the yellow ring dragonfly's fragile wings can be
 heard as the busy dusk falls in the late summer eve.
The dragonflies dart from one giant lily pad to the
next, seeking their evening meal.

Giant mosquitoes buzz the deep, dark
 waters of lake Okeechobee hunting
 their prey under a canopy of moss-
draped live oaks and sprouting sable

The Red-tailed Hawk wings its way into
 the fading sunset, as crickets serenade
the call of the lonely loon and a noisy
raven sounds off with its eerie caw.

A wild boar grunts loudly as he roots
for food in the tall swamp grass.
A large snapping turtle lazily slides
off of a floating log into the dark water.  

The first mating bellow of the early
night is heard from a giant gator,
causing a large horned owl to respond.  
The heat of the hot summer's day
still simmers in the early moon
lit night.          

A large fish splashes near the
shore in the tall reeds, flushing
a flock of mud ducks from their
nightly roost.

The eerie scream of a swamp panther
alerts a nervous, grazing deer as a
large cottonmouth slithers into
the warm water hunting for his
un-expecting prey.

Night's dark curtain has once again
fallen and the faint sound of distant
drums echoes through the thin
summer air from the bright camp fires
along the shores of the Okeechobee.

Time seems to stand still and things are
as they have been for centuries in this
enchanted land of the Seminole.

Jackie R. Kays   © 8/09/10

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