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post Dec 3 16, 10:38
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I love to climb a tree, to escape the noisy crowd,
wherein illusion reigns, within the shade of trees,
and gaze upon the antics, of a passing summer cloud,
that’s incited to cavort, by a passing playful breeze.

Each tree branch is a foothold, on the ladder to my realm,
wherein the peace that reigns, lets me while away the day.
Where chaos is denied, when life’s troubles overwhelm,
and I can gather up those thoughts, that fall in disarray!

Some times I’ll fall asleep, and let the hours pass by.
It’s where illusion rules, as I sleep peacefully and dream,
for time is without merit, in my bivouac in the sky.
A place I love to visit, for its ambiance supreme.

Rhymer. December 3rd, 2016.

Words in the order used:
Love, climb, illusion, gaze, cloud, ladder, realm, chaos, fall, some.

(Another late entry which inspired me to write and post.
Thanks for your feedback Sylvia and Larry.)

 
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Psyche
post Dec 4 16, 23:08
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From: Bariloche, Argentine Patagonia
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Real Name: Sylvia Evelyn Maclagan
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Referred By:David Ting



Hi Denis, Snowflake.gif

Ah, tree climbing!! How I loved that as a child. A long while ago, I'm afraid.
I remember that one year our cat had her kittens in a hollow of a Patagonian Willow Tree. These trees have wide trunks and branches with curly leaves.
Shh... I didn´t tell my Mum about my discovery, because in those days kittens were done away with by drowning or such. No sterilisation in those days.

So the kittens grew up and we gave most of them away. I was allowed to keep one.

I'm saying this, since your poem starts with climbing trees. It immediately struck me as a good opening stanza. Looking down from heights can be fun, right? Sitting on a roof, a high wall...

It’s where illusion rules, as I sleep peacefully and dream,
for time is without merit, in my bivouac in the sky.
A place I love to visit, for its ambiance supreme.


The above stanza is lovely, that's why I picked it out. One can't get much higher than that!

Thanks so much for sharing these great poems with us. I don't recall what feedback you refer to, but never mind, it's all part of the fun.

Best, Syl butterfly.gif


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