tree,
twisted.
always seeking out the Sun.
obstacles:
embraces them, itself
grows on
always towards the Sun.
branches,
lifeless.
attached, still a part, yet
dead. not growing.
lifeless.
me,
climbing.
twisted, crooked:
more accessible.
dead is rigid, breaks off.
life gives, holds firm
view,
partial.
perfect, yet impossible
without tree,
twisted.
Sunday, November 11, 2007
tree, twisted.
Posted by Courtney at about 11:06 PM 0 people had thoughts
Labels: poetry
poem?!
I wrote a poem today. It's different for me, because I don't usually write poems when I journal: I pretty much stick to descriptions and complete sentences. For some reason, though, what I had to say today just wouldn't quite work in prose. I haven't decided if I'm done with it yet, but here it is.
Posted by Courtney at about 11:01 PM 0 people had thoughts
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