'My' Tree

'My' Tree

A Poem by E Hartfallow

It's hard to believe that you and me,
used to fight over an insignificant tree

In the playground when we were innocent 
before I began my bitter descent 

into a darkness so cold and black
and there you were, ready to attack

You took my purity, my trust my soul
and buried it deep into a five foot hole

We were young lovers, happy, carefree
At least that's what I wanted others to see

So I could pretend along with them,
build myself an imaginary den

Where you and me, in high school, year three,
were still fighting over an insignificant tree

And even now you're gone and I'm free
Walking in town, it's you I see 

I'm a stranger to you now, I never existed
But it doesn't take a fool to know you missed it

In your eyes, so quick to avoid me,
in my mind I wish you'd ignored me

But there was a time, high school, year three
where you and I fought over an insignificant tree

© 2017 E Hartfallow



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E Hartfallow
This is a segment of my life that I find it hard to talk about, poetry helped last time so I am trying it out again!

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This is an interesting story, and I like the way you weaved the majority of it through continuous couplets (thoughts enjambing into the next stanza and so on)....I wonder why it didn't go the whole way. It would have made it a more interesting read, with a more interesting flow. The musicality is great and the imagery fun, and the repetition hits the right notes. But the poem emjambing everything together seems like a good aspect to consider and play with (with your lack of punctuation, you're already half way there). Well done!

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E Hartfallow
E Hartfallow

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Hi! My name is E. Hartfallow and I have been interesting in writing and creating stories from a young age. My friend and I used to write stories together in school and we are still doing so even no.. more..

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