Let´s find new chalk
for the spring coming,
burning ideas,
more wood, please.
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Once a tall tree then a hard wood burnt into ashes feed the terrain
There is something innocent new and fresh with chalks How clever of you and your mind to think of that...An exellent title..yes more wood please I love your poem You write with such force and passion! With love pia
Thought provoking, touching, tinged with sadness showing the desolation of the contemporary soul. Thank you. - Maria (PS - typo: wistles.... whistles)
You are very expert at communicating a message through image, not doctrine. The Objective Correlative, TS Eliot called it - the essence of metaphor.