Smooth oak glides and flows over mountains, crevasses,
Thin varnish flows and gleams over hidden shafts,
Silken fibres guards its heart, its soul as it makes its journey,
Of the wooden secret,
The secret of the oxygen mix,
The breath of the magic,
Of the truth,
Of the music.
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5 comments:
Thats a really good poem....
brilliant
Just so you know, your poems are still going up on DDP!
i think you should touch up the last two lines, but other than that i agree with the others, stunning!
i see why you don't like them miss candy but they are MY favourite lines so I'm not going to change them.
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