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Array ( [sid] => 27594 [catid] => 1 [aid] => mick [title] => hard wood [time] => 2003-11-21 13:52:02 [hometext] => ummm just a thought [bodytext] => footsteps on wooden floors
the echo of an ancient drum
on the wood that was a tree
forested mountains
collapse of a dream
clouds saw it
watched it come and go
the eagle flew away
distressed face of the sun

polished to a brilliant shine
with promising chemicals
will keep it for all time
in perfect condition
while another tree grows
reaching out with tender arms
unsuspecting and innocent
forested mountains
keep dark secrets
invincible chemicals
haunt us in dreams
we cannot walk or talk now
sealed our fate a long time ago

carved our initials in the gray bark
we made love under the canopy
green leaves whispered
my name in your ear
forever, you whispered back to me
reaching out with tender arms
the promise of eternity
so sedcutive and addictive
i wanted to believe
you wanted me

the echo of footsteps
hollow retreat in empty rooms
that could not hold us
with their highly polished floors
chemical coated forever pure
in spirit but false in heart
the smell of polyurethene
permeates the air
plastic coat me and perserve me
i will not wilt or fade
for i am not really here


merry
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hard wood

Contributed by Merry on Friday, 21st November 2003 @ 01:52:02 PM in AEST
Topic: Lifepoems



footsteps on wooden floors
the echo of an ancient drum
on the wood that was a tree
forested mountains
collapse of a dream
clouds saw it
watched it come and go
the eagle flew away
distressed face of the sun

polished to a brilliant shine
with promising chemicals
will keep it for all time
in perfect condition
while another tree grows
reaching out with tender arms
unsuspecting and innocent
forested mountains
keep dark secrets
invincible chemicals
haunt us in dreams
we cannot walk or talk now
sealed our fate a long time ago

carved our initials in the gray bark
we made love under the canopy
green leaves whispered
my name in your ear
forever, you whispered back to me
reaching out with tender arms
the promise of eternity
so sedcutive and addictive
i wanted to believe
you wanted me

the echo of footsteps
hollow retreat in empty rooms
that could not hold us
with their highly polished floors
chemical coated forever pure
in spirit but false in heart
the smell of polyurethene
permeates the air
plastic coat me and perserve me
i will not wilt or fade
for i am not really here


merry




Copyright © Merry ... [ 2003-11-21 13:52:02]
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Re: hard wood (User Rating: 1 )
by doug on Friday, 21st November 2003 @ 02:03:29 PM AEST
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this was absolutly great, really good.
hope you write more soon


Re: hard wood (User Rating: 1 )
by full_blur on Friday, 21st November 2003 @ 02:34:19 PM AEST
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this poem is strong; especially the end. Good message and well worded.


Re: hard wood (User Rating: 1 )
by Rakerman1999 on Friday, 21st November 2003 @ 05:19:50 PM AEST
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Merry, I am captivated by your poetry. The images you put in my mind remain long after I read your writes.
Roses for this sad, yes beautiful, work.

Larry


Re: hard wood (User Rating: 1 )
by Rakerman1999 on Friday, 21st November 2003 @ 05:20:50 PM AEST
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Thats yet, not yes.....never could type worth a damn..lol


Re: hard wood (User Rating: 1 )
by mckayla on Friday, 21st November 2003 @ 05:28:38 PM AEST
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Really tells you something!! Great write!!

mckayla


Re: hard wood (User Rating: 1 )
by DreamWeaver on Friday, 21st November 2003 @ 07:35:41 PM AEST
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What an incredible write ... totally captivating ... great depth of thought ... Jan


Re: hard wood (User Rating: 1 )
by ladyfawn on Sunday, 23rd November 2003 @ 06:39:48 PM AEST
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excellent, moving, love it, hugs nessa x




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