New poem from me. I wrote it walking home the other day. Was looking at the trees and just thinking about nature and remembering when we used to drive down to Wollongong. Sometimes at night and it was foggy the gum trees at the sides of the road would take on a etheral quality.
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The wind whispers
through the leaves,
rustling natures bell.
The eerie glow
of the moon
shines through the fog
on the trunks of the ghost gum
Staid soldiers
tall and proud they stand
Ever present sentries
of the land
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Hope you enjoy!
--Random Logic--
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