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Topic 'PINES'
A POETRY OF PINES
Pines.
The trees of Fairy Tale.
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It was along paths such as this that
Hansel and Gretel
Strewed their crumbs.
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No doubt
Little Red Riding Hood
Collected pine cones
To add to Grandmother's basket
From a such a path.
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Goldilocks
Smelt the scent of resin
As she wandered along
On her way to meet
The Three Bears.
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Hobgoblins, Elves,
And even Ogres
Have inhabited pine forests
In the North.
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Pine Forests
Grow deep in our collective consciousness.
They permeate our Folk Lore.
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Stand, alone,
In a pine forest.
Smell the scent,
Touch the bark,
Gaze upwards at the sky-piercing tree-tops.
Crunch the fallen needles
Under your feet.
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And you will understand why.
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4 comments:
I love the scent of pines - makes me feel alive. Nice job!
Hmmm, lovely! Pines like that, one of my favourite pictures. A succinct rime - you can do anything you want, probably even more so!!
A very nice poem! The ambiance of the pine forests is very well described and it matches really with what I used to imagine when, as a little girl, I used to read those tales for children.
Took us down the memory lane....
All those fairy tales, with pine trees were in our syllabus too..!!!
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