Written from an idea begotten from a photo in Seattle!
You echo tales
Of crazy explorers
And Indians male
Your craggy bark
Chips of memory
The bleeding sap
Pure agony
You scatter the coast
To hide the sun
You guard your needles
'Till kingdom come
O pines of old
I admire thee
How did you grow
To be such a tree?
Poetry by Inchworm
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Written on 2007-04-25 at 15:57
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O Pines of Old
O pines of oldYou echo tales
Of crazy explorers
And Indians male
Your craggy bark
Chips of memory
The bleeding sap
Pure agony
You scatter the coast
To hide the sun
You guard your needles
'Till kingdom come
O pines of old
I admire thee
How did you grow
To be such a tree?
Poetry by Inchworm
Read 471 times
Written on 2007-04-25 at 15:57
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