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Array ( [sid] => 166432 [catid] => 1 [aid] => mick [title] => The Forest [time] => 2011-05-31 04:54:21 [hometext] => [bodytext] => The Forest wakes when the Moon arrives!
Night eyes watch and peer with jealousy and
They mutter and jeer, with mouths unseen,
At the blue flame Moon that engulfs everything,
While the Wolf bends it's neck to drink at the stream.

Noises of uncertain origin, seep from the rock, and
Frightened Crickets make no sound after this!
Forest floors are like dungeons to all, and
Creatures with teeth and sharpened claw.
Feed and crawl, feed and crawl.

At secret times the Trees take to talk. How?
"The Wild Wind that melted from mountain snow,
Has a special magic in it's blow!" So, the Trees agree the
Forest is theirs, and the fellers will have no say in their
Earthly affairs. The Trees have spoken, others beware!

High above rests, with unknown age, an Eagle, a King! A likely Sage!
He knew the Wren was upon his back, such is his selflessness.
And the Sun blinds the Moon and fades into day. Eyes now close,
And Crickets do speak. Trees and Wolf wait for Moon. Aye, the Forest
is a special Boon!

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The Forest

Contributed by Natkingcole on Tuesday, 31st May 2011 @ 04:54:21 AM in AEST
Topic: abstract

The Forest wakes when the Moon arrives!
Night eyes watch and peer with jealousy and
They mutter and jeer, with mouths unseen,
At the blue flame Moon that engulfs everything,
While the Wolf bends it's neck to drink at the stream.

Noises of uncertain origin, seep from the rock, and
Frightened Crickets make no sound after this!
Forest floors are like dungeons to all, and
Creatures with teeth and sharpened claw.
Feed and crawl, feed and crawl.

At secret times the Trees take to talk. How?
"The Wild Wind that melted from mountain snow,
Has a special magic in it's blow!" So, the Trees agree the
Forest is theirs, and the fellers will have no say in their
Earthly affairs. The Trees have spoken, others beware!

High above rests, with unknown age, an Eagle, a King! A likely Sage!
He knew the Wren was upon his back, such is his selflessness.
And the Sun blinds the Moon and fades into day. Eyes now close,
And Crickets do speak. Trees and Wolf wait for Moon. Aye, the Forest
is a special Boon!

Copyright © Natkingcole ... [ 2011-05-31 04:54:21]
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Re: The Forest (User Rating: 1 )
by shelby on Wednesday, 1st June 2011 @ 09:56:42 AM AEST
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Such detail and images you evoke in this write. Nicely done.
Michelle

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