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Apr 10, 2018
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BENEATH THE SHADE
Over head the large limbs soar
As they have so many years before
Kindred to the Ents of yore
There likely will never be
Rings counted in this ancient tree
Even though oak is in demand
Loggers will never rape this land
About This Poem
Last Few Words: Rhyming Acrostic
Style/Type: Structured: Western
Review Request Intensity: I want the raw truth, feel free to knock me on my back
Editing Stage: Editing - rough draft
Comments
lovedly
7 years 3 months ago
NICE use of an ecstatic word ''rape'' coming out stan from you
I thought you cared for
knees only
Please do read my
FANTASY 1 and 2
and
tell me some half truths
scribbler
7 years 3 months ago
Knees
Are an approaching problem, not here quite yet. And I know no other word which describes clear cutting as well as rape. I'll try to get to at least one of your poems but instead of half truths I'll tell 100% lies lol
lovedly
7 years 3 months ago
you are welcome stan
how at this unearthly hour
you are awake
am I sleeping or stealing another fantasy to nite
do just tell all lies
and don't you think ever
I won't be surprised
you are right kick up your knees
while there is time still
else some one will say knock ur knees
is Susan hearing your moans
your shivering knees I can
even though Deaf
scribbler
7 years 3 months ago
LOL
I don't think that 44 years ago that Susan signed up to nurse me during a lengthy recovery Twice but she sure has been a trooper about it
lovedly
7 years 3 months ago
grt
lol
44
o what a score