Today’s prompt is to write a concrete poem.
Everything’s Better Under a Tree leafy arms raised to the sky waving in the wind like fans at a sporting event providing shade, cleaning the air, anchoring the landscaping sheltering birds and squirrels and insects sometimes flowering, possibly offering fruit or nuts perhaps even entertaining the children with climbable limbs or maybe a rope swing or even a treehouse: prime real estate for the younger set, only occasionally visited by the elders who would rather sit below in lawn chairs or a hammock, preferably with a glass of iced tea or beer or maybe a cigarette everything’s better under a tree a gift created by nature that we can use to good advantage or destroy with our greed and indifference
by ARHuelsenbeck
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What a lovely job you’ve done — both the writing and the setting — in color, too!
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I think you covered everything under the sun that the tree offers 🙂
I’m in awe that you managed the shape so well!
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Tree-shape poems may look similar but, like the trees in a forest, they are all very different. Love it!
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Indeed, a tree is all that and more. Great shape.
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I wholeheartedly agree with your title–and moved by the content of your concrete poem.💜🍃
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As a tree-lover and a tree-hugger, there’s no better shape in this world than that of a tree (for me). Love your poem and the title will be becoming my favourite thing to say in the future–I have a feeling I’ll be saying ‘everything’s better under a tree’ a lot. Thank you for writing this.
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Thanks, Artie.
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