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When a Tree CRIES in the Woods, do you HEAR IT?

BhagavadGitaBhagavadGita Posts: 1,748
edited October 2003 in Poetry, Prose, Music & Art
do you hear her cry;

"I WANTA GO HOME. I WANNA GO HOME ....god i want to go home."
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  • viggs20viggs20 Posts: 1,296
    There is unrest in the forest,
    There is trouble with the trees,
    For the maples want more sunlight
    And the oaks ignore their pleas.

    The trouble with the maples,
    And they're quite convinced the're right
    They say the oaks are just too lofty
    And they grab up all the light.

    But the oaks can"t help their feelings
    If they like the way they"re made.
    And they wonder why the maples
    Can"t be happy in their shade?

    There is trouble in the Forest
    And the creatures all have fled
    As the Maples scream "Oppression!"
    And the Oaks just shake their heads

    So the maples formed a union
    And demanded equal rights.
    "The oaks are just too greedy;
    We will make them give us light."

    Now there's no more oak oppression,
    For they passed a noble law,
    And the trees are all kept equal
    By hatchet, axe, and saw.

    The Trees.
    RUSH.
    "Reality continues to ruin my life." - Calvin & Hobbes.

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  • PhillyPJPhillyPJ Posts: 1,266
    Originally posted by viggs20
    There is unrest in the forest,
    There is trouble with the trees,
    For the maples want more sunlight
    And the oaks ignore their pleas.

    The trouble with the maples,
    And they're quite convinced the're right
    They say the oaks are just too lofty
    And they grab up all the light.

    But the oaks can"t help their feelings
    If they like the way they"re made.
    And they wonder why the maples
    Can"t be happy in their shade?

    There is trouble in the Forest
    And the creatures all have fled
    As the Maples scream "Oppression!"
    And the Oaks just shake their heads

    So the maples formed a union
    And demanded equal rights.
    "The oaks are just too greedy;
    We will make them give us light."

    Now there's no more oak oppression,
    For they passed a noble law,
    And the trees are all kept equal
    By hatchet, axe, and saw.

    The Trees.
    RUSH.

    this is a nice poem. thank you for sharing it :)
  • keven 33keven 33 Posts: 259
    i used to hear here cry
    it used to be my heartbeat
    id cry too

    but i found out that while i heard her cry
    she was laughing

    so i guess that i was her
    convicted
  • tenaciousAtenaciousA Posts: 604
    whose woods these are i think i know,
    his house is in the village though;
    he will not see me stopping here
    to watch his woods fill up with snow.

    my little horse must think it queer
    to stop without a farmhouse near
    between the woods and frozen lake
    the darkest evening of the year.

    he gives his harness bells a shake
    to ask if there is some mistake.
    the only other sound's the sweep
    of easy wind and downy flake.

    the woods are lovely, dark, and deep,
    but i have promises to keep,
    and miles to go before i sleep,
    and miles to go before i sleep.

    -robert frost
    ~all is full of love~
  • BhagavadGitaBhagavadGita Posts: 1,748
    the woods are lovely, dark, and deep,
    but i have promises to keep,
    and miles to go before i sleep,
    and miles to go before i sleep

    i have seen these words before
    the woods are lonely dark and deep......

    lay with us, no more fighting within oneself
  • tenaciousAtenaciousA Posts: 604
    like an angel, fly over your house
    like an angel, pass out wishes
    like an angel, i will move the arrow
    like an angel, i live alone
    i'm not livin' what was promised
    i am close but can't enjoy
    oh i'm not dyin'
    oh i'm so tortured cuz i see all
    tortured, and all i cannot do
    tortured, all i should have done
    tortured, while i occupied a man
    i'm not livin' what was promised
    i am far from glorified
    oh i'm not dyin'
    oh i'm not alone
    mind is not a celestial state with idle hymns of praise
    time is short, i have an appointment at noon, at noon in hell
    across the waste of space and fields of air, i glide alone at night
    oh please please think of me cuz i'm, i'm by your side
    i'm by your side...i'm by your side oh
    i'm...i'm right in front of you...i'm by your side
    ~all is full of love~
  • Being EnlightenedBeing Enlightened Posts: 5,746
    Originally posted by BhagavadGita
    the woods are lovely, dark, and deep,
    but i have promises to keep,
    and miles to go before i sleep,
    and miles to go before i sleep

    i have seen these words before
    the woods are lonely dark and deep......

    lay with us, no more fighting within oneself

    Ah! Stopping By Woods On A Snowy Evening

    I love that poem!
    Forget your perfect offering, there is a crack in everything, that's how the light gets in. - Leonard Cohen
  • BhagavadGitaBhagavadGita Posts: 1,748
    i love that poem too.
  • Being EnlightenedBeing Enlightened Posts: 5,746
    In like the last years of grade school we had to pick a poem to memorize--what made me love Robert Frost's was that I could see what he was saying--I still remember the whole thing.

    Stopping By Woods On A snowy Evening By Robert Frost'

    Whose woods are these I think I know
    His house is in the village though
    He will not see me stopping here
    To watch his woods fill up with snow

    My little horse must think it queer
    To stop without a farmhouse near
    Between the woods and frozen lake
    The darkest evening of the year

    He gives his harness bells a shake
    To ask if there is some mistake
    The only other sound's the sweep
    Of easy wind and downy flake

    The woods are lovely dark and deep
    But I have promises to keep
    And miles to go before I sleep
    And miles to go before I sleep



    I always loved this...I'd love to be near those woods right now!
    Hugging all the snow covered trees!


    I hope I didn't forget any verses!
    Forget your perfect offering, there is a crack in everything, that's how the light gets in. - Leonard Cohen
  • BhagavadGitaBhagavadGita Posts: 1,748
    Originally posted by Being Enlightened
    In like the last years of grade school we had to pick a poem to memorize--what made me love Robert Frost's was that I could see what he was saying--I still remember the whole thing.

    Stopping By Woods On A snowy Evening By Robert Frost'

    Whose woods are these I think I know
    His house is in the village though
    He will not see me stopping here
    To watch his woods fill up with snow

    My little horse must think it queer
    To stop without a farmhouse near
    Between the woods and frozen lake
    The darkest evening of the year

    He gives his harness bells a shake
    To ask if there is some mistake
    The only other sound's the sweep
    Of easy wind and downy flake

    The woods are lovely dark and deep
    But I have promises to keep
    And miles to go before I sleep
    And miles to go before I sleep



    I always loved this...I'd love to be near those woods right now!
    Hugging all the snow covered trees!


    I hope I didn't forget any verses!

    You are there! Cant' you see the snow, the Olympics got snow last night and I am told you can see it from Lowman beach.

    Awwwww, the smell of pine makes me so happy.
  • coleencoleen Posts: 938
    gita you have so many wonderful threads that its hard to pick my favorite oldie...but this one is about the trees and when i think of them, i think of you and i smile. :)
  • BhagavadGitaBhagavadGita Posts: 1,748
    Let's put on fluffy sweaters and go hide from everyone in the woods.

    I gots all kinds of time on my hands. Whose got the cabin? I can dress rocket dog up like a horse.

    LETS GO.
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