(i)
when my body turns to wood, do I get to call myself a tree
and if someone came to fell me, would it still hurt
what about burning, turning to ash
(ii)
you'd find it impossible to dig nails
and squeeze vital organs
the plastic cord
will not cut
nor words puncture unseemly holes
(iii)
I could stop running
A contest entry
- "Tree Poetry" by Victory Gin.
1050 points, ended November 26, 2008, 11 entries
Honorable mention
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Comments
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I love the thoughts and concept of this write and the closing line gives one relief to the pain of life and how you ended it all.
Congrat's on the trophy!
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I liked how this began very much but felt let down at the end. Interesting but somewhat abstract. Thank you for entering.
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i like this! excellent work!
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really? It's a kind of experiment. so thank you
glad you like it.
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This is unusual. The structure is effective and the word choices good. It is just the flow from the second to the third line where I find it a bit halting.
Excellent work for all that!
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yes (: the second line was initially different and when i changed it, i didn't change the third line.
fixed. thank you.
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