Not Long Left

Rookie (17.05.1981 / The Molten Core)

V.T 4 E.P (Lovers Words Engraved On A Tree) - Poem by Not Long Left

Where the beaten, acorn littered
Path divides itself into two
beside a thorny skin ripping
leafless bush.
A small weed concealed trickle
of a track leads us to the last
reminder of yesteryears love.
Over caved in mole hills
under limbo luring branches
is a sqandron of stern looking
soldier straight trees.
A little behind their line
Is our tree.
Engraved with the words of
sweet young love.
The moss had grown inpatient
and had snuggled itself into
the lettered grooves.
Everything was how we had left it:
Broken branches still hanging
in the silent misty air,
bruised or half eaten berries
still blood red.
Endless tennis nets of spider webs
that sparkled with tiny droplets of dew.
Everything had remained the same
nature had no need to change.
if only we had stayed here too.


Comments about V.T 4 E.P (Lovers Words Engraved On A Tree) by Not Long Left

  • (4/14/2006 2:26:00 PM)


    I suspected where the poem was headed, but it was still a joy to travel along. Nice imagery and alliteration. -chuck (Report) Reply

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  • Brian Dorn (4/13/2006 3:14:00 PM)


    A beautiful poem that manages to relive the past through a glimpse of the present!
    Brian
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  • (4/13/2006 2:11:00 PM)


    This is great Vincent, I love your description, took me right there. Very nice poem, Moyaxx (Report) Reply

  • (4/13/2006 1:38:00 PM)


    Irresistible title, well-painted picture of lost youth and innocence poignantly set against the backdropp of nature's ever-changing landscape.
    With warmth,
    Gina.
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Poem Submitted: Thursday, April 13, 2006

Poem Edited: Saturday, April 15, 2006


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