MY HOUSE

MY HOUSE
i built my house in a tree
where gnarled arms shelter me

high above the earth is my keep
where strong winds rock me to sleep

i built my house in a tree
with gnarled arms to shelter me

leaves rustling are my walls
infinite limbs form many halls

i built this house in a tree
for gnarled arms to shelter me

within my walls of dark green leaves
i create fantasies no one believes

i built my house within a tree
come, my friends, and share with me

high above the earth in my keep
where no darkness will make us weep

Reviews

[Confuser]

jeannemarie: The artwork is beautiful - the visual lends a powerful effect. You are very talented. The calmness of your poem, the flow provides a peaceful feeling to the reader; love the repeating phases too. The image of a baby comes to mind; the endless possibilities in life, with friends and love words to share...all the thoughts we have>>leaves rustling are my walls infinite limbs form many halls. Gorgeous. Thank you...Dale

[jeannemarie coulter]

my thanks abounding

[Confuser]

You're welcome!!

[S.A. Kurzweil]

Jeanne, I very much like this poem. It's straightforward, lighthearted, and warm. Very beautiful!

[jeannemarie coulter]

thank you so much