Poetic Form: Personification
I Am a Tree Poetry Contest
Sponsor: Tania Kitchin
Entry Submitted: 2025 September 24
Contest Judged: 2025 October 05
Contest Placement: 3rd Place
I am a pine cone tree in the Evergreen state of Washington My lower branches hang downward, that slap the unwary with pine needles, pine cones, and a hidden —squirrel The mid branches stretch out for birds to congregate for their nesting While the upper branches in its smaller gamut reach for the sun We rally together in the face of windstorms Albeit, we stand helpless as our forgiving aged remnants tend beneath our girth as the drying summer —heat threatens us The beast's droppings enrich our soil Rainwater nourishes us for the furtherance We exalt in the sands' host of its endless pour through time And revel in the promise of our pine cone familial forest, assuring our survival's worth
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