Open Poetry #39 |
the dark tree |
william foos Member
since 2006-09-13
Posts 77schenectady,new york,usa |
there is a tree in the middle of the wood clouds fly by as with bats the closer you get there will be the voices of the past far from life but closer to the grave yard they will tell you of things you realy do not want to hear about your self and the problem is that they will not tell you how to fix things so you are on your own down the road of life there is a tree i see what i write and write what i see |
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Ratleader
since 2003-01-23
Posts 7026Visiting Earth on a Guest Pass |
Mine's a country road....tree grew in the middle of it -- wham! I can already tell, this poem's going to ride around in my head all the doo-dah day...... ~~(¸¸¸¸ºº> ~~(¸¸¸¸ºº> ~~(¸¸ ¸¸ºº> ~~~(¸¸ER¸¸ºº> |
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aziza Member Elite
since 2006-07-09
Posts 2995Lumpy Oatmeal makes me Crazy! |
I wish they would tell me how to fix things sometimes. I like this poem ... great images and I kind of fell into it as I was reading. aziza |
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The Lady Member Rara Avis
since 2005-12-26
Posts 7634The Southwest |
tree of life? nice work william... |
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JamesMichael Member Empyrean
since 1999-11-16
Posts 33336Kapolei, Hawaii, USA |
Answers do come to those that seek them...clear your mind...clean out your closet...perhaps not the answer you seek...but truth finds its way...James |
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