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Poem: Tilt No More
Written for
poetree Weekly Challenge #1. Note to judge: this poem is not eligible to win since author is a comm admin. Concrit eagerly sought.
They chopped down the lazy tree last Friday.
Its long low limbs so wide and inviting
no longer offer shelter to Sunday picnickers
and afternoon nappers. Gone is the shady
respite dog walkers and joggers enjoyed.
The quiet spot for a summer read;
the nesting place for children;
my wise old friend, my leaning tree,
my lazy tree, nevermore.
Your remains paved over;
an asphalt scar admonishes us--
return to productivity
no further laziness will be tolerated.
Creators, talkers, readers, walkers
players and singers no longer welcome
unless you fit into the machine,
color only between these lines.
Lazy dreamers, questing thinkers,
tilting at windmills, nevermore.
ETA: Fixed/cleaned up punctuation.
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They chopped down the lazy tree last Friday.
Its long low limbs so wide and inviting
no longer offer shelter to Sunday picnickers
and afternoon nappers. Gone is the shady
respite dog walkers and joggers enjoyed.
The quiet spot for a summer read;
the nesting place for children;
my wise old friend, my leaning tree,
my lazy tree, nevermore.
Your remains paved over;
an asphalt scar admonishes us--
return to productivity
no further laziness will be tolerated.
Creators, talkers, readers, walkers
players and singers no longer welcome
unless you fit into the machine,
color only between these lines.
Lazy dreamers, questing thinkers,
tilting at windmills, nevermore.
ETA: Fixed/cleaned up punctuation.