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Poem Tree
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The time between dusk and dawn,
The time between night and morn,
I travel beyond places unknown, to the place where the seed of a poem is grown.
At any place at any time my mind will fill with melodic rhyme, the poem starts with a single word, sometimes spoken sometimes heard.
And once the poem starts to grow where it leads I do not know, it climbs through my mind to reach the light, and does not finish till day meets night
It spreads its roots deep within my mind the soil of imagination it seeks to find. Fuelled by my life's energy the poem seed becomes a mighty tree.
From the tree more seeds continue to grow and its one desire more poems to sow, my mind now like the forest floor where one tree stood now many more.
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The time between dusk and dawn,
The time between night and morn,
I travel beyond places unknown, to the place where the seed of a poem is grown.
At any place at any time my mind will fill with melodic rhyme, the poem starts with a single word, sometimes spoken sometimes heard.
And once the poem starts to grow where it leads I do not know, it climbs through my mind to reach the light, and does not finish till day meets night
It spreads its roots deep within my mind the soil of imagination it seeks to find. Fuelled by my life's energy the poem seed becomes a mighty tree.
From the tree more seeds continue to grow and its one desire more poems to sow, my mind now like the forest floor where one tree stood now many more.
© All Rights Reserved
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