- Walnut Tree -
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The old walnut tree in the meadow weep
Time had arrived her strains in sorrow steep
Echoes of a nameless and powerful storm break in
I feel shivers on my bare skin
I would like to touch and hug it, before it dies
The roots of the tree pointing up towards the skies
In the backyard of mourning, distant in all its splendor
Never a new spring, feel its shaking so tender
05/09/2019
Sun :) - A-L Andresen :)
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Writing Challenge 1, September 2019
- Eight Line Form - Poetry Contest -
Sponsored by: Dear Heart - Wiishkobi Ode
4th place in the contest
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