We Are Trees
We Are Trees
she stuck a fish
in her ear
i wrote with a fish
she had different colored fingers
my fingers all the same color
we went to a waterfall
she pointed to a stone post
that had writing on it
drums played
she wore white shirts
and black pants
fell asleep on a bench
woke up
looked right at me
and said,
"let's pretend we are trees"
in her ear
i wrote with a fish
she had different colored fingers
my fingers all the same color
we went to a waterfall
she pointed to a stone post
that had writing on it
drums played
she wore white shirts
and black pants
fell asleep on a bench
woke up
looked right at me
and said,
"let's pretend we are trees"
Doll, you may have found a place of rest but I'm still on the trail.
Re: We Are Trees
brother, sister ,tree
are we
are we
If you do not change your direction
you may end up where you are heading
you may end up where you are heading
Re: We Are Trees
I wood if i could
i really would
i really would
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Allow not destiny to intrude upon Now
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Allow not destiny to intrude upon Now
Re: We Are Trees
but then you'd be planted, and you couldn't move!..
(sorry, liked this a lot.) I still remember that shot of Marilyn hugging a tree in "The Misfits" back in 1960...
(sorry, liked this a lot.) I still remember that shot of Marilyn hugging a tree in "The Misfits" back in 1960...
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how I pined for her...
(maple she loves me, maple she don't...)
never was poplar with the gals
had a beech of a time getting them to look my way
(willow have dinner with me?)
...cedar writing on da wall...
...made an ash of myself...
(maple she loves me, maple she don't...)
never was poplar with the gals
had a beech of a time getting them to look my way
(willow have dinner with me?)
...cedar writing on da wall...
...made an ash of myself...
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"Falsehood flies, the Truth comes limping after it." - Jonathan Swift, ca. 1710
"Falsehood flies, the Truth comes limping after it." - Jonathan Swift, ca. 1710
Re: We Are Trees
Hope you guys are enjoying your mileage - <*
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Doll, you may have found a place of rest but I'm still on the trail.
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Re: We Are Trees
tune in
drop acid
and hug a tree
she was a topless dancer
she said blow up your tv
move to the country
eat a lot of peaches . . .
poem
drop acid
and hug a tree
she was a topless dancer
she said blow up your tv
move to the country
eat a lot of peaches . . .
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Re: We Are Trees
A treehouse
Held the children
In suspense: protected
It took a few minutes
To feel the rain
The tree was immersed
In total happiness
Rain children and hugs
Held the children
In suspense: protected
It took a few minutes
To feel the rain
The tree was immersed
In total happiness
Rain children and hugs
reason is over rated, as is logic and common sense-i much prefer the passions of a crazy old woman, cats and dogs and jungle foliage- tropic rain-and a defined sense of who brings the stars up at night and the sun up in the morning---
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sorry man (well, not really)
I never could resist offering testimony to prove that the pun is the lowest form of humor!
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"Falsehood flies, the Truth comes limping after it." - Jonathan Swift, ca. 1710
"Falsehood flies, the Truth comes limping after it." - Jonathan Swift, ca. 1710
Re: We Are Trees
i loved thiswoke up
looked right at me
and said,
"let's pretend we are trees"
Re: We Are Trees
Thx,
Saw,
Cecil,
mnaz,
Roy,
Jack,
Jana,
&
Terri
- appreciate it -
Saw,
Cecil,
mnaz,
Roy,
Jack,
Jana,
&
Terri
- appreciate it -
Doll, you may have found a place of rest but I'm still on the trail.
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Re: We Are Trees
We get the roots
Leaves and little nuts
Leaves and little nuts
reason is over rated, as is logic and common sense-i much prefer the passions of a crazy old woman, cats and dogs and jungle foliage- tropic rain-and a defined sense of who brings the stars up at night and the sun up in the morning---
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