Cutting Down Trees With Machines
Pyramid
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Once lived a field of trees
So tightly knit they protected eachother
By arranging their branches to form a shield.
The land provided them with nutrients
The trees were pleased to give oxygen
All was at ease.
And then came the machines.
Roaring like lions
Sawing like fidlers.
The clouds rained on these beasts
The sun soaked their steel
And a mighty wind blew
In hope of helping the trees.
The trees formed a branch shield
Their leaves shaking like a crack fiend
Their roots clawing the earth.
But the machines were too sharp
Too efficient
Too mean.
With man on the earth
What hope for the trees?
thanks for reading!
So tightly knit they protected eachother
By arranging their branches to form a shield.
The land provided them with nutrients
The trees were pleased to give oxygen
All was at ease.
And then came the machines.
Roaring like lions
Sawing like fidlers.
The clouds rained on these beasts
The sun soaked their steel
And a mighty wind blew
In hope of helping the trees.
The trees formed a branch shield
Their leaves shaking like a crack fiend
Their roots clawing the earth.
But the machines were too sharp
Too efficient
Too mean.
With man on the earth
What hope for the trees?
thanks for reading!
"...follow the strangest tribe..." - pj
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yet the wars of men take hold and there is no news of paradise.
i know what i like and it is the cool breeze amidst the trees..
we need to check it out before it's gone..
i'm gonna talk to the ents. they will know what to do.
As she slams the door in his drunken face
And now he stands outside
And all the neighbours start to gossip and drool
He cries oh, girl you must be mad,
What happened to the sweet love you and me had?
Against the door he leans and starts a scene,
And his tears fall and burn the garden green
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i might be making a trip to seattle next year!
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http://loveanddestruction.blogspot.com/
http://www.davidveentjer.com
my dad grew up in the nw. he and i talked about his days there. i know that the rain and the green are mine to feel. dad, i miss you already
As she slams the door in his drunken face
And now he stands outside
And all the neighbours start to gossip and drool
He cries oh, girl you must be mad,
What happened to the sweet love you and me had?
Against the door he leans and starts a scene,
And his tears fall and burn the garden green
The risk I took was calculated, but man, am I bad at math - The Mincing Mockingbird
never really was the poetry type, but this one i like :P
good work
"With man on the earth
What hope for the trees?"
Makes ya wanna cry, don't it? There are many days when I wish I lived among the trees and not among men and their death machines.
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No one needs a smile more than someone who fails to give one,
After you die...you know how to LIVE!