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Sat Apr 28, 2012 4:15 pm
Chrisoh99 says...



Just write a short poem about trees.....
Happy Writing,
Chris H.




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Mon Apr 30, 2012 5:17 am
MeggieSmeggie says...



there was a tree
and there was a bee
it would fly down
and laugh hehe
the tree got mad
it would laugh back
the bee would die\and that was that :|




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Mon May 07, 2012 8:26 pm
Moriko says...



There was a tree
In front of me
I punched it!
Then I kicked it!
I spatted on it!
I threw stones at it!
Then something hard fell to my head.
I looked around to see who threw it.
There was no one.
I searched for that hard thing
And found a fruit in the ground.




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Mon May 07, 2012 9:01 pm
Satan says...



Trees; A Haiku

Trees are total crap.
I'd rather spend my time in
the vaccuum of space
frickdamn, son.




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Wed May 09, 2012 3:13 am
Nargles says...



There was a tree,
all leafy green.
I climbed that tree
and counted sheep.
Then a fire came
and burnt it to
the size of my knee.
Don't let the Nargles bite.
And don't let a dementor kiss you good night.


It's a charm actually. It keeps away the Nargles- Luna




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Thu May 10, 2012 8:45 pm
Anyale says...



I sit here for months
Starring at this tree
Realizing where my life has carried me
As the colors change
My feelings range
expanding from A to Z
I have sat here and over time
I have come to find
What my reality has to be
I sit and gaze
At this tree in a daze
Knowing that my life has been a phase
I sat here for months
coming to realize
I am nobody but me.




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Tue May 22, 2012 2:16 am
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Lumi says...



Moved to Poetry Discussion!

Also,

What a mighty oak,
tall and unwavering; strong.
My father's death hurts.
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Mon Jan 21, 2013 9:24 am
AlfredSymon says...



Leaves are green,
the trunk, a brown,
the fruits, soft and precious
in pink and yellow.

Do you fervor
the wonders of the tree?

It's colors wavering and glowing
like sun and moon
and the magnificent squall
of rain.
Don't you fervor
the wonders of the tree?
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Mon Jan 28, 2013 10:41 pm
wordsandwishes says...



There it sways.
casting shadows
in the shade.

Defiant of the mountains
that hide the sun
while looking down.

Always looking down
on a simple seedling tree
that lost its way.

Shunned
for dreaming of the skies
above.
Rage, rage against the dying of the light.




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Sat Apr 06, 2013 11:16 am
housecat says...



Naked branches,
stretching out towards an endless sky,
in oblique, yet graceful notions.

They try to touch the clouds,
or finally greet the sun
that nourishes them each afternoon.

But the tree, it stays grounded.
it believes that one day,
it's branches
will find the core of space,
and catch a wish in the stars.

c:




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Thu May 09, 2013 6:01 am
Kit says...



There was once a tree,
now a page with a tree verse.
Superfluous, huh?
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