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Woven umbrage
cracked
the limbs
into kindling
for selfish children.
Green breaths
unspoken,
wither into wind.
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A contest entry
- Tree in the City ~ biographical or descriptive # 86 Winklings and Friends by Lyndon.
5000 points, ended June 12, 2008, 13 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
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Umbrageous tree, affording shade!
Brief, beautiful and breathtaking in its concise presentation of a precision of thought.
Will
ler.
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What a truly lovely comment, Willy. Thanks! ~ Joyce
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Brief but elegant.
The fate of trees, our friends,is the burden of your poem, I feel. Concise and precise! One would hope that everyone loves a tree, but that is a vain hope. Thank you, dear poet, for your contribution.
Lyndon of the Winklings.
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Thank you, Lyndon, for the truly kind comments on my poetry. I decided to change the last line! ~ Joyce
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Your alliterative final line has a good ambiguity when read aloud.
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Your final three lines broke my heart. Oh my goodness this is an effective piece! It grabbed and gripped. You have penned brevity at its finest! Well done! Excellent! ~Pamela
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Thanks to you for the lovely comments on all of my poetry.
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Joyce
My pleasure. I love to read good poetry. ~Pamela
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i take this as a protest against the abuse of trees a wonderful living thing adding immeasureably to beauty and livability of our environs... anyway...enjoyed...PK
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Thank you so much, Peteskid!
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so many things said unspoken here in between the lines.
I picture logs stacked for a fireplace. But I know that is not your intention.
Tamara
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