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I am not much of a poet, but one day I saw an entire area, once full of lush trees, cut down. Then this poem came into mind. View table of contents...
Submitted: Mar 2, 2008 Reads: 47 Comments: 5 Likes: 3
"The Tree’s Cry"
"CRACK!" cold trees cried,
Breaking their branches as they fall.
Moaning as they hit the ground,
Axes remove themselves from the trunk.
Not one, but two fall,
And then three, and four, and more,
"Help us!" they cry,
But the ones killing them are the only ones that can save them...
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I know what you mean. I live in the beautiful
mountain state and it angers me to see what once
were colorful mountain sides. Now mounds of dirt and
rock. Good poem.
Posted: Mar 2, 2008
Really good. Love the contradiction there.
Anne
Posted: Mar 2, 2008
CanadianIdiot:
Well written and expressed. Interesting rendering of the sounds of suffering and/or possible experience of trees as they are being harvested.
Gave it an "I Like It." vote. Will do the same for your other posting/s as well.
Happy trails,
Ed Bradley.
Posted: Mar 3, 2008
Hey C.I.! A clever account of an emotive issue. Dramatic first word to pull the reader in. Also like the way you personified the trees. GOOD JOB THAT MAN!!
'Like it' from me also. Ricky.
Posted: Mar 10, 2008
wow!! this has a message!! who's gonna save the trees? good job!!
Posted: Jun 19, 2008
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