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The tree outside my window

The tree outside my window
is looked upon from my bed
it is what I stare at
with these thought running through my head.
The tree outside my window
knows me better than most,
this tree is the most gracious of hosts.
For I know havoc, it will never wreak
because of it's inability to speak.
The tree outside my window
I know I can trust,
for if I don't confess my sins
I feel I will bust.
so, I climb into my nice warm bed,
and begin to release the thoughts
running through my head....
to the tree outside my window

Author notes

This is a very dumb, rambling and yes..... not making very much sense poem....... but, I have this tree outside my bedroom window, and I have realized that when I am depressed about something, I find myself staring at this tree with all the thoughts that are going through my head.
Written June 30th, 2003

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  • SoPunkItHurts
    November 19, 2005
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    That's awesome! we all need to release our feelings. That was a lovely read, thank you

  • Mr Dazgy
    September 22, 2003
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    Liked this one immensely. we all have our 'trees' in some way or another. you have captured in this work what we all need, a friend that just listens and will not pass judgement or comment in any way, just listen!

    thanks for you reciprical review.
    take care
    craig.

  • hinamcmullen
    August 20, 2003
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    Great write! It's not dumb whatever helps you get through what you are going through. Keep up the good work! -Tina (hinamcmullen)


  • repomen79 silver member
    August 18, 2003
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    Last time I talked with a tree,
    A bird above done pooped on me,
    I guess just cause I was there,
    And not as answere to my prayer.
    Said to myself, this has to stop,
    Good thing I wasnt looking up. (sorry darlin couldnt help it lol)


  • Insane poet
    July 22, 2003
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    I too have a tree, it is full of hate
    it holds my secrets deep inside
    for me there is no way to hide
    death is my only fate.

    you have a gift!

  • 50centluver1
    July 8, 2003
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    Good write! it'z a nice poem! i like it! keep penning on the subject and good luck in college within tha next year
    'lici'


  • Ivy Rose silver member
    July 4, 2003
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    Excellent

    koalabear9701...Trees are our silent partners. Sometimes, they hold the dreams of many countless hearts. This poem is just perfect in its expression and in its meaning. ***Ivy Rose

  • NeuroticAngel
    July 3, 2003
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    thats so neat.. really not dumb at all, when i read this poem i actually picture a lil girl, sitting in her room on a day bed, looking out her window at this big oak tree, just being confused and thinking about life, i am sure in your case ther emay be more to it but thats what comes to mind when i read it ~nikki


  • finding myself 84
    June 30, 2003
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    How do you get dumb from this poem? I thought this poem was beautiful! I think this is the first of yours I have read... I have seen your comments on others poems and I figured I'd stop in and visit you! I am so glad that I did! You have some wicked talent! Keep up the beautiful writing... *sonya*


  • Emolover
    June 30, 2003
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    awww thats soo cool! may i meat ur tree?

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