krisi wrote:I'm very sorry, I can't understand what this poem wanted to imply. I find no meaning to this and very inconsistent (no specific flow!). We've got different minds shall I say.denvinbo wrote:Although I didn't compose this poem, I think it's wonderful:
TREE AT MY WINDOW
Tree at my window, window tree,
My sash is lowered when night comes on,
But let there never be curtain drawn
Between you and me.
Vague dream-head lifted out of the ground,
And thing next most diffuse to cloud,
Not all your light tongues talking aloud
Could be profound.
But tree, I have you taken and tossed,
And if you have seen me when I slept,
You have seen me when I was taken and swept
And all but lost.
That day she put our heads together,
Fate had her imagination about her,
Your head so much concerned with outer,
Mine with inner, weather.
:D :)
Do you know Krisi, this poem is meanin' that they love is bright and sweet, like the tree's green :D . They love is strong, like the Tree lives forever. They love each other, like the tree and the sunshine.
So do you know the meaning now, Krisi?
By the time, I'm composing another poem, and I'll write down when I finished. :D
:) 
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