Open Poetry #10 |
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Rain to tree |
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Daniel J D Senior Member
since 2000-10-01
Posts 1471Hillcrest, Queensland, Australia |
Cradled amongst the vines Feet deep in the moving soil Before the summer rain The sun filters in further Life! It appears lesser In memories of long ago Rains never ceased Rivers, so fresh, streams so swift Life! Was everywhere, never adrift Vines will soon be no more Strength is now getting weak For there is nothing left No river, no mountain No more rain Trees! Were! Grew! Died! < !signature--> [This message has been edited by Daniel J D (edited 10-13-2000).] |
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serenity blaze Member Empyrean
since 2000-02-02
Posts 27738 |
I could smell a forest as I read, Daniel! nice descriptive phrasing! |
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Daniel J D Senior Member
since 2000-10-01
Posts 1471Hillcrest, Queensland, Australia |
serenity* How very true you can sense the same thing I do. Imagine the many forest people who saw the gradual rape of their ancestral land. Such a tragedy of modernisation. |
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