Poem by: devilrod
Genre: Literary Fiction
Submitted: July 28, 2007
I would imagine that I
had come down off of mountain peak
to write the gospels
I simply sit in my tree
scratching out my name
for only birds to see
which is even better
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i don't get it
I'm guessing Adam and eve before the mountaines breeze in regard for a rejection has now left its speach from in the tree's breeze.
Thats my guess! If I'm rong? Well then I'll get the book for myself.
I like it! Has charactor! (yet)
5/5 for being there (here)
Thank you, one wiser than I.
Ahh, one of those without only one particular meaning, but rather something different to each...5/5
Thanks for your comment Damaelle.
Hope you enjoy, or even find ridiculous.
I love it! and; I believe I understand it, BUT; to each thier own understanding, what I got from it isn't easily explained cause when i try to make sence without a pen and paper well, it don't work to well.
take care sweetie, I'm havin' fun (smile)
I really just had a silly little Zen poem in mind with this, giving glory to the simple, less ambitious avenue.
Didn't realize until after I reread it, how it could be taken differently. Glad you're smiling....
lol...i feel like that sometimes...forget responsibility and just veg....lol..if that's what it means
We can't forget the those things in our lives of grand schemes.
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