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    dots Submission Name: Your Creators Aren't Mobiledots

    Author: dear
    Elite Ratio:    2.9 - 8/16/19
    Words: 153
    Class/Type: Poetry/Nature
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    dotsYour Creators Aren't Mobiledots

    Flames licked up their frozen flesh,
    they reached out with withered limbs.
    Come here dear child, hear your call.
    Dance into the frenzied night,
    feel the stars that shine so bright.
    For you, for you, it was for you.
    The air hangs upon your lungs,
    breathe in, deeply, become it.
    You were the child that saw,
    with not your eyes, but your hands.
    You kneaded into the fitful silence,
    you broke the vacuum with a single gasp.
    The gravity rang like an alarm,
    the life blossomed into being,
    we saw you coming, we meant it to be,
    you are ours, so come, come to me.
    The toes numbed and nipped with frost,
    were first to make your path,
    twisting, winding, finding,
    what you will call home.
    Earth child, we made this world for you,
    come dear, be one with your lovers,
    become like us, solid, stable, lively,
    become the wiser tree.

    Submitted on 2008-10-23 19:50:30     Terms of Service / Copyright Rules
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      Thanks, though I was kind of trying to allude to the fact that the trees are calling out to some body, telling them to become one with nature, to become a tree. Though, I know that it can be taken very differently.
    | Posted on 2008-10-30 00:00:00 | by dear | [ Reply to This ]
      I find a bit too much complexity in the reading of this poem but I am drawn to certain parts of it. The first line, for instance, forms a ghoulish but compelling start. I didn't really get the full meaning of it but the overall theme seems to fit the upcoming holiday quite well.
    | Posted on 2008-10-29 00:00:00 | by TamarRoze | [ Reply to This ]
    | Posted on 2008-10-24 00:00:00 | by shmurr | [ Reply to This ]

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