Skeletal Trees

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Frost drapes the dead grass.
The Frail backbones of Birches
The Skeletal Trees.

Rising up over.
The hill… like haunting monsters.
Being forced to bend.

By heavy winter.
The Sky, gray like the ugly.
Duckling, waddles, Cold.





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A. Bacharach said...
Jan. 25, 2012 at 2:08 pm
Wow! Great writing! I loved the description and could really get a pic in my mind of what u were talking about! Keep writing. I want to hear more!
 
Ava/Maeva/Sava said...
Jan. 17, 2012 at 8:06 pm
Awesome poem Nathan!! Great job.
 
JayZ said...
Jan. 17, 2012 at 6:53 pm
I love your poems.
 
MeganR said...
Jan. 17, 2012 at 5:50 pm
You did awesome Nathan!!! :)
 
Donna B said...
Jan. 15, 2012 at 8:28 pm
Love this poem!
 
NathanB replied...
Jan. 15, 2012 at 8:28 pm
Thank you guys
 
poefan said...
Jan. 15, 2012 at 8:19 pm
I can feel the harshness of winter. A wonderful poem
 
NathanB said...
Jan. 15, 2012 at 8:15 pm
Please Rate and comment!!!!
 
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