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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=408744" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Skeleton Flat</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">HERE’S never a bough to be tossed in the breeze,<br>For it’s long since the forest was green;<br>And round all the trunks of the naked white trees<br>The marks of the death-ring are seen.<br>The solemn-faced bear, who had looked on the blacks<br>From his home with the ’possum and cat,<br>Blinked anxiously down when the death-dealing axe<br>Was ring-barking Skeleton Flat.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">And, strange to be seen in the evergreen south,<br>The gums for ten summers have stood,<br>And dried in the terrible furnace of drouth,<br>Till harder than flint is the wood.<br>Now tall grows the grass at the roots of the trees,<br>But a beautiful forest it cost;<br>And the heart of the splitter is sad when he sees<br>And thinks of the timber that’s lost.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Here flies, through a sky that is glazed, the black crow,<br>And the eagle goes circling around,<br>Or evilly sits on a branch that is low,<br>With his gleaming black eye on the ground.<br>And loudly the jackasses chuckle in mirth,<br>When a comrade flies upward, until<br>Like a fragment of thread, in its height from the earth,<br>Is the writhing brown snake in his bill.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">O fit for the place are the curlews that wail<br>On the banks of a distant lagoon,<br>Or round by the swamps that are shallow and pale<br>In the light of the nights of the moon;<br>When glist’ning and white are the frost-covered trees<br>That dead for ten summers have stood;<br>And the stranger, benighted, might fancy he sees<br>The skeleton wraith of a wood.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Henry+Lawson">Henry Lawson</a><div class=q>
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