The Trees Epochal, Do I like trees or what? |
 Feb 17 2006, 09:27 PM
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 mac & zee.  Group: Member Posts: 243 Joined: Feb 2006 Member No: 376,265  |
Hurrying towards the odious glen,
The red grass bloodying the midnight fog, Seeking solace from the moon who glows like the garb of he who is forever chasing, forever lurking in the shadows of the wood. Hiding in the wake of a monolith that smells of brackish and feels like carrion, You peer out at your pursuer, Who lies dead in the bracken at the edge of the trees. Without him you are blissfully alone, hatefully alone, Truly alone Moon or no moon-- And even the grass, who has seen enough bloodshed to be a sea, ceases to whisper. I wrote this about a year ago as well as my other poem, Tree Spirit. What you think? I know line 3 is long. 
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Feb 24 2006, 04:11 PM
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 "lal! laugh a little!" Group: Member Posts: 192 Joined: Jan 2006 Member No: 364,863 |
*oohs and ahhs in the background*
I LOVED that!!!!!!! Hmm...I have a lot to ask you so I'm just gonna PM you right now... --->Sierra |
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Anielka The Trees Epochal Feb 17 2006, 09:27 PM
illumineering My only suggestion is to change the word brackish.... Feb 18 2006, 03:43 PM Anielka Yay! Thanks for the tips! Feb 18 2006, 08:43 PM illumineering Do you live near/in the woods? The forest imagery... Feb 19 2006, 11:57 AM Anielka Really? Wow, thanks a lot. No, I've never even... Feb 22 2006, 10:45 PM
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