The Poetree

Right in the middle of the Land of Rhyme
There stands a tree for poets of all time
Syllable fruit hangs from every branch
Lines like leaves flow from our hearts to our hands

The Poetree lives
    The Poetree grows
        The Poetree inspires
            The Poetree shows

Simple prose, rhymes, lines all words on a page
Sweet emotions show passion, sometimes rage
Proverbs and songs spring forth like summer rain
Poetry is best when given not gained

        The Poetree stands tall in the Land of Rhyme
       The Poetree stands to let our light shine!

-- tim pickl    Monday January 19, 2004 A.D.

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"For in him we live, and move, and have our being; 
    as certain also of your own poets  have said, 
        For we are also his offspring."
                                     Acts 17:28