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Posted: **February 18th, 2006, 2:12 am**

i-pod no trees
branches bare
earphones made of plastic

Posted: **February 18th, 2006, 2:16 am**

between us
a world rises and falls
patience isn't easy

Posted: **February 18th, 2006, 2:42 am**

treeku blues
nothing to lose
but time

Posted: **February 18th, 2006, 2:47 am**

wind cries mousey
12 bar branch
slowly crisps the hour

Posted: **February 18th, 2006, 2:58 am**

crispy hours crunch
beneath feet
searching for a path

Posted: **February 18th, 2006, 3:05 am**

overhanging treetops
sky danced search warrants
mind opens door

Posted: **February 18th, 2006, 3:23 am**

poplar trees
fall hard and fast
for eager beavers
(must be their toothy grins)

Posted: **February 18th, 2006, 3:45 am**

toothy grins as my TALE SPINS
okay? Here's hoping
this leaves us with granduer.

Posted: **February 18th, 2006, 4:02 am**

leaves of grandeure
lets take a gander
izeveryboyin

not yet
but there's plenty of time
she's poplar

Posted: **February 18th, 2006, 4:33 am**

I love it when you call my name
I'm popular & it's insane
Vain.

Posted: **February 18th, 2006, 4:35 am**

one more time again
i see trees are my friend
so are dark chocolates...
with almonds

pass me some
and your life will be saved

Posted: **February 18th, 2006, 4:50 am**

from the Seventh Realm:

blessed tree with alyyums

offers sweet wisdom

even unto gods...

the god within us accepts

and the level expands

Posted: **February 18th, 2006, 4:55 am**

ON

On the tree
Under the tree
The same trip to enlightenment
Bad metaphors and all that jive
Resurrection with out crucifixion
But still there is only one path
There is only one way
Yours
LR rapping about gravity
Furnace kicks in
My silence destroyed

elusive three line poem
escapes me tonight
Five lines deleted here to protect the guilty

Posted: **February 18th, 2006, 5:09 am**

UNDER

I lust the url for this image going to try and find it again

Einstein had an image in his mind
Gravity was not words to him
You can't see it
I can't see it
But uncle Albert could
The apple never falls far from the tree.
There is no space there is no time
only space-time
Gravity warps space
and the Dalai Lama surfs on gravity waves
I am warped myself
and jesus cursed the fig tree
and the fig tree said why you picking on me
dont ya know there is a season for everything
edited line here (deleted)
back then fig trees could talk
manna from heaven still fell out of the skies
that was before acid rain
and Chernobly fall out
what would Neruda say now

Posted: **February 18th, 2006, 6:16 am**

as the tree began it's climb
i was filled far out sublime
enlightenment was mine

the skies opened
the tree disappeard
leaving flashbacks of seven

i slept well
the moon was full-faced
grinning from ear to ear

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