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Array ( [sid] => 45186 [catid] => 1 [aid] => mick [title] => USE TO ROAM THESE WOODS! [time] => 2004-04-28 01:46:18 [hometext] => Inspiration: My front veiw of woods is being destroyed each day. They are clear cutting the timber to build houses. The only consolation I have is my natural back yard wildlife habitat will shelter more animals. [bodytext] =>






















Design by: ~Linda's Signature~




Remembering when was a wee Lassie
an Irish, Indian, German girl
wild and , Oh so free.

Use to roam these woods-n-play
never, ever, thinking
they'cut um but
started the other day.

Dad use to tell us
town will be across
that road out front.
Said, He'd never see it
I would.
It's a terrible loose.

Now the day has come, timber falling
what a sad site!
While my heritiege
silently sits bawling.

Greediness for money
is destroying our land!
They'll be much erosion,
wind, loose of many wildlife, oh man!

Some day the wildlife will vanish and will be like the dinasor.
What a sad thought.






By
Emy Star





Copyright © Emy Star



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USE TO ROAM THESE WOODS!

Contributed by emystar on Wednesday, 28th April 2004 @ 01:46:18 AM in AEST
Topic: oops


























Design by: ~Linda's Signature~




Remembering when was a wee Lassie
an Irish, Indian, German girl
wild and , Oh so free.

Use to roam these woods-n-play
never, ever, thinking
they'cut um but
started the other day.

Dad use to tell us
town will be across
that road out front.
Said, He'd never see it
I would.
It's a terrible loose.

Now the day has come, timber falling
what a sad site!
While my heritiege
silently sits bawling.

Greediness for money
is destroying our land!
They'll be much erosion,
wind, loose of many wildlife, oh man!

Some day the wildlife will vanish and will be like the dinasor.
What a sad thought.






By
Emy Star





Copyright © Emy Star







Copyright © emystar ... [ 2004-04-28 01:46:18]
(Date/Time posted on site)





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Re: USE TO ROAM THESE WOODS! (User Rating: 1 )
by ladyfawn on Wednesday, 28th April 2004 @ 02:06:53 AM AEST
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beautifully written caring poem emy, i live in a national forest and they log here too, makes me so mad, they have lopped off even a bit of the canopy in parts, arg, hugs n' love, nessa

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Re: USE TO ROAM THESE WOODS! (User Rating: 1 )
by AnGeL_M on Wednesday, 28th April 2004 @ 02:43:43 AM AEST
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Very Good Write Emy Love It !!!!!! Where My Double Wide Is Way Back In The Woods All To Myself ....They Log There Also And I Can't Stand It....
Been Trying To Talk Dad Into Buying The Rest Of That Land Behind Me Where There Logging At So Hopefully That Will Put A Stop To That Soon
Great Write :-) Keep Em Coming
******LoVe**AnGeL*******
****************************


Re: USE TO ROAM THESE WOODS! (User Rating: 1 )
by Rylo on Wednesday, 28th April 2004 @ 02:48:07 AM AEST
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A very powerful piece here. I agree with you 100%, you know if people keep ripping down our trees and keep building. Where will that leave the wildlife to go. You know i could understand if people put back, as much as they have taken away, but that is to much to ask i guess. Great job on this one.


Re: USE TO ROAM THESE WOODS! (User Rating: 1 )
by bernard on Wednesday, 28th April 2004 @ 02:53:57 AM AEST
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Good poem. It is happening everywhere in the world it is about time that civilisation sat back and looked at what damage has been done so far. I am with you 100% on this one.


Bernard.


Re: USE TO ROAM THESE WOODS! (User Rating: 1 )
by Kie on Wednesday, 28th April 2004 @ 08:33:00 AM AEST
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Sadly this is true. Greed seems to be the motivation to destroy a planet. Our ecological is less important when it comes to mans desires.

Sometimes I just sit and think about how long it takes for one mighty oak to grow. If I planted one now I wouldn't see it at its full beauty in my lifetime. It would be several generations down. Yet we cut down trees, destroy natural habitats etc.

It saddens me. I'm glad you wrote a poem like this Emy. Very wise you are.

Kie


Re: USE TO ROAM THESE WOODS! (User Rating: 1 )
by Former_Member on Wednesday, 28th April 2004 @ 11:02:52 AM AEST
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Emy, I am so sorry to hear this. I hate it when man just tramples over everything at a whim. They don't seem to care that this is all a part of the health of the world. They are destroying js an acre at a time.

Love n hugs,
Rita


Re: USE TO ROAM THESE WOODS! (User Rating: 1 )
by Soulrebel973 on Thursday, 29th April 2004 @ 02:35:20 AM AEST
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I read a few of your poems and i really like them. You create something. ;c)


Re: USE TO ROAM THESE WOODS! (User Rating: 1 )
by Hurretje on Thursday, 29th April 2004 @ 09:20:17 AM AEST
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Beautiful work with an important message!
Hugs,
Hur


Re: USE TO ROAM THESE WOODS! (User Rating: 1 )
by OMEGA_ on Thursday, 29th April 2004 @ 09:41:25 PM AEST
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That was really honest one
i really enjoy reading your work
well done


Re: USE TO ROAM THESE WOODS! (User Rating: 1 )
by arden on Friday, 30th April 2004 @ 09:24:18 AM AEST
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sad to think that this is actually very true.
you captured the saddness in this poem very well.
written stunningly.
truely a great poem.
well done.
keep up the amazing work.
Arden


Re: USE TO ROAM THESE WOODS! (User Rating: 1 )
by Baronhawk on Friday, 30th April 2004 @ 10:08:50 AM AEST
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Such is the price of development the ask that the future tolls for our economic advancement. I am torn by this in two distint tones. Firstly to Darwin's trust I must say survival of the fittest... we have proven to be the masters of our ken...others less fit animals are doomed to their unfit death in response. So I should say this to you accept the price of civilization since we have been proven the fittest others less fit are our victims. It is even a law of nature that the many will die for the few (that's us) to survive. But on another temper we assume the task of caretaker and master upon this earth it is our responsibility to matter. We must consume to survive but perhaps our dues are as just to preserve what we can in our civilizations drive. We are nature's guardians superior intellect and sentinet souls means also that we have been given amongst the species of this earth the power to destroy or to protect... maybe we should also take care of this earth as it is just deserts... a duty to ourselves to nature and God.

Oh well... just my meanderings... hope you will find resolution to your cause...an idea...try to find out if your area is a habitat to a species endemic to it...cue:the spotted olws remember???...if you can find that the department of wildlife could order a halt to development as a sanctuary to a species found nowhere else...anyway nice write!


Re: USE TO ROAM THESE WOODS! (User Rating: 1 )
by Loyalist on Sunday, 2nd May 2004 @ 06:21:08 AM AEST
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This poem really touches me.
I am very concerned with these issues.
I am especially concerned with animals and their decreasing habitat.
Great write! Great read!


Re: USE TO ROAM THESE WOODS! (User Rating: 1 )
by Twisterchaser on Monday, 24th May 2004 @ 09:39:56 PM AEST
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I know how you feel, and the sad truth is; your poem is so real.
we are watching greed kill our world.
Thanks




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