The Bird House MAG

October 17, 2009
By AkLore SILVER, Orem, Utah
AkLore SILVER, Orem, Utah
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His skin was rough as bark,
And as I climbed through the coarse reaches
Of his lofty thoughts,
I placed a red, dangling package
Within his hollow chest,
As I moved to leave,
I ruffled a patch of his hair
And kissed his knotted brow,
Then climbed from his embrace,
Leaving him a gift
That would ensure others return.

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This article has 4 comments.

on Feb. 20 2011 at 1:13 pm
badwriterbetterreader101 GOLD, St. Louis, Missouri
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Favorite Quote:
"To have something you've never had you must do something you've never done."

wow your a great poet! I love the perspective!

on Nov. 23 2010 at 3:17 pm

i totally agree! i love to write and it kind of helps me express my feelings. i just don't like restricted topics (a.k.a homework) but it is still alot of fun!


AkLore SILVER said...
on Nov. 7 2010 at 6:31 pm
AkLore SILVER, Orem, Utah
9 articles 0 photos 11 comments
Thank you for your comment! This was one of the best poems I ever wrote, and I'm glad to hear that other people appreciate it. You know, to get better at writing, all you need to do is that. Write.

on Nov. 5 2010 at 8:08 am

I loved this!  I loved how descriptive it was! I wish that i could write like that! I loved how it made you think about what he was!

Great job!


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