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Beyond thy creaking boughs

Beyond thy creaking boughs

Blow wind blow.. whisking withered leaves betwixt thy ancient oak trees.. scattering fallen acorns from yonder blasting southern strong breeze..

Mind boggled yet bewitched I stare below thy canopy above..merely a glittering glimpse of golden sunshine ye’ unveil to me a labour of love..

An abundance of Mother natures creatures clandestinely, camouflage amidst thy hidden depths..interwoven, entwined twiggy hideaways nestled amongst opaque branches intercepts.. in the moonlight of the eventide eerieness bellows from within thou heart and soul..a witchcraft of mumbo jumbo echoes ghostly out of thy sound hole..

Mysterious, supernatural scarey woeful woos..belching beyond thy creaking boughs whilst perspiring mournful blues..with heavy heart and despondency I return in the dark to thee.. tho moping wails of melancholy thy did not comfort me

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Cherie Sumner-Taylor

Hi Jill...This tree seems very animated in personality and the view changes from day to night what the feeling exudes looking up through its boughs...very creative perspective to write...I like that!Β  xo ;)

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Jill Tait

Thank you Cherie my
luv so pleased you enjoyed πŸ’•πŸ’•πŸ’•

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Tony Taylor

WOW JILL!!!..... Beautifully crafted....... with some VERY creative alliteration running throughout.... and phrasing that paints some extraordinary imagery!!.........ALL STARS!! &* PINNED!!..... some excellent wordplay dear poet sister!!...... Bravo!!........LOVE & ROCKETS!!.......T xo. : )

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Jill Tait

Thankyou so much Tony xx i think im puttin too many on cosmo a day coz some not getting looked at I reckon xx seems a pity but they filter thru & get lost haha xxx

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