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Not Titled
Contributed by
marcrob
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Tuesday, 2nd December 2008 @ 09:15:02 PM in AEST
Topic:
EmotionalPoetry
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The wind that rustles in the trees, whispers through the shaking leaves
Singing a tune known only to pain and those that suffer and feel in vein
Autumn leaves slowly fall, catch the wind and float some more
Blown slowly across the ground, thumping silently not making a sound.
Listen to the whispers in the trees, hear the shaking of the leaves
Watch the leaves blow over the ground, listen carefully to its sound.
Hear the wind call out your name, hear the cry stripped leaf by leaf,
For it all soon be gone, the sounds the movement then finally life.
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marcrob
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2008-12-02 21:15:02]
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Re: Not Titled
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by Former_Member on
Wednesday, 3rd December 2008 @ 04:19:27 PM AEST
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i don't normally like nature poetry, but this was very good indeed, it carried me along like the wind with its lyrical quality, tremendous work.
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