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[aid] => mick
[title] => Unknown
[time] => 2009-06-04 19:35:24
[hometext] => This is a poem that I wrote for my fiction poetry class. We had to dramatically change another poem that we've written.
[bodytext] => Unknown The silence A strange glow Comes from the shadows of the trees Sprouting from the veins of the leaves Breathtaking color Not blueberry blue Not blue jay blue But green It was a spotlight Slowly freezing up the whole forest All life is lost The glow gets brighter Not even squirrels The glow gets brighter They found a clandestine spot to hide A single feather lie on the ground A tiny, faint glow remains on it Unsure what created it The glow has surrendered Seeped into the night ground The worms feed on the glow Beauty is Among the forest Wait, are you getting over your head? The spook of the nighttime forest getting you to see things Crazy is not a bad thing Yet madness is Madness will twist your whole head around Beauty can bring madness And yet, what if you're not crazy If the glow really did exist A spirit is reaching out for you Pinning for you Cannot live without you What kind of thing could this be Waiting in the Translucent air to see you Will it do you harm, will it love you good Will it simply stay there in the wood This is how a backyard, becomes a dream [comments] => 1 [counter] => 167 [topic] => 27 [informant] => AutumnK [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => NaturePoetry )
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