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Eerie beauty of the swamp willow tree
Thrust up from the depths of the earth
Like a hand grasping for the heart of the sky.
How many nights has inspiration yielded
From the stars gathered in your plumed crown
And parchment history rolled snug within
by Charles Eastland
Great rhythm and rhyme, soothing memories of willow trees decorating my mind within. Love this poem, reminds me of inspiration when younger, sitting beneath the willow trees and writing. Good one! Thank you for sharing, RoseAnn
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Thrust up from the depths of the earth Like a hand grasping for the heart of the sky. very good example my dear poet. you are a lover of nature. thank you. tony