The TreeA Poem by The Violent WolfI first wrote this for my freshmen english class. We had to find a part in the book "To Kill a Mockingbird" that we liked, then write a poem about it.
Pale moonlight broke,
Over a mighty oak. A flash of silver in the night; The disappears out of sight. The tree shivers all around, Over the dark soaked ground; Beneath the sleepy leaves, A still form bleeds.
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1 Review Added on September 19, 2012 Last Updated on March 27, 2014 Tags: killed, blood, tree, english class, death AuthorThe Violent WolfPascoag, RIAboutI can't write well upon demand. I have to wait until a picture, theme or whatever hits me. I use real world experiences in my writing. Music is an inspiration. Some of my poems or whatever are random,.. more..Writing
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