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Meggen Junior Member
since 2007-04-26
Posts 15St. Paul, Mn |
Two trees Woke up from the Ground. But the ground was cold, So they Formed leaves, To cover their branches. Nothing, Is as soft as it seems. Two bodies Formed from the soil, Rock each other to sleep, And the wind sings, Fair thee well, Fair thee well... We fill the Vein with a seal of Concrete, To cover the smell of the Powder-keg. We hear the sad, sad waltzes of Crespi, From his grave, Love Buried keeps him from sleep. The earth breathes. The branches bend. We sit Solitaire, And whispers of isolation Continue Down the Line… Megg. |
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serenity blaze Member Empyrean
since 2000-02-02
Posts 27738 |
I liked this very much. It read to me as native american wisdom. I wish I could pound my drum. (I also wish I could smoke my pipe, but that's forbidden too now.  )Your evocative poem is enough though. Or it would be, if my teenage son's Comanche name did not translate as: "Eats Eight Eggs".  Much enjoyed. |
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Drauntz Member Elite
since 2007-03-16
Posts 2905Los Angeles California |
very good. felt kind of eerie enjoyed. |
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Margherita Member Seraphic
since 2003-02-08
Posts 22236Eternity |
I love tree poems and yours is very beautiful. Love, Margherita |
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OwlSA Member Rara Avis
since 2005-11-07
Posts 9347Durban, South Africa |
And the earth and the living creatures and the breathing plants are one, but fallen Man must rise and listen and learn from the animals, for their ways are good. I loved and lived and breathed your poem. - Owl |
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