To the tree, to the tree, the tree that beckons me,
To the tree I must go, through wind rain sleet and snow!
Riding off to the morning sky! There is no life here its about to die!
Hooray shouts the madman, Hooray shouts the maid!
Whats the use? Memories they just fade..... Until the next and the next, I'm out of text.
Where is the virtue of being free? The tree ,the tree the tree!
My poem LOL
Regards Micolo
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Thanx Alan I know I got lost!
Sorry Regards micolo
John Lennon gave for peace,hoped and prayed for wars to cease,
Endings to them ,sadly not!
Five cold bullets was all he got!
As we recall his last forty years, we come to 1980 possibly in tears!
But halt do not cry,
It wasn't John's choice the way he should die?
I'm a Beatles fan
We've split this thread to make it easier for everyone to see your poems in a thread of their own!
Warden Intern at Otmoor.
Well done Micolo, very nice :)
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Regards, Hazel
Thanx Hazy you can tell all my garden birds are sitting on their nests when I resort to poetry! And not the camera to keep me occupied!
LOL
Regards micolo
Yep, it's pretty quiet compared to usual with bird numbers dropping as they are busy building nests and maybe going further afield. Keep the poetry going Micolo, it's so nice to read.