treetribe

Monochromatic, my heart with the tree

Black and White calling for the color of one's inner truth

 

The trees are the bones

Our hearts the organ with which they grow

Each writer a unique and individual beat in a like minded forest

Echoing creativity, acceptance, support.

 

The wind blows, the trees dance in unison

Knowing they can grow whichever direction or pattern they choose,

Strongly rooted beneath the ground,interwined with the others,

though not appearing stately and grand as a one hundred year old oak on the surface

Beware of the chain of roots beneath, for there lies all of those inner colors united

 

Reviews

[The Archangel Gabriel]

Good work. Keep up the good efforts.

Peace and love,
Gabe

[Emily Rose]

HA. This is such a great idea! You're playing on the WritersCafe emblem, right? What a cool inspiration! I like the way you remarked on the colorlessness of the emblem too - that's often bothered me, but you're right: the writing gives the emblem true color and shine. Great idea!