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Trees
In green forests of solitude and isolation
When thoughts were so hard to get on
A tree, glistening, raining
Silently, in the dark
Sunlight captures it
Framing beauty
into essence privately seen
In those mere moments
Tempted to defy it,
In worlds that have seemed so cruel
In green forests of solitude and isolation
When thoughts were so hard to get on
A tree, glistening, raining
Silently, in the dark
Sunlight captures it
Framing beauty
into essence privately seen
In those mere moments
Tempted to defy it,
In worlds that have seemed so cruel
In green forests of solitude and isolation
Published 21st Oct 2024
Author's Note
I like to fall down drunk against trees at Reid Park, an look around an write... things.
Yeah, I am not a good drawer, that is supposed to be a tree with sunlight shining through in the park or forest.
Yeah, I am not a good drawer, that is supposed to be a tree with sunlight shining through in the park or forest.
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21st Oct 2024 5:27pm
Nicely done... I like the repetition of the first in the last... welcome to DUP...
21st Oct 2024 5:31pm
5th Nov 2024 1:30pm
I always enjoy a drunken stupor lost in the trees questioning reality. Cool idea! Welcome to DUP!
24th Nov 2024 1:42am
Thats, thats life man. Woken up drunk sitting neath a tree many times not knowing how I even got to the park, or alley
