Tessa McNickle Poems


My hair is a waterfall, flowing down my back,
My skin is an egg, with speckles for freckles,
My eyes are decayed bits of bark, scrambled in the lush green grass,
My height is a small tree in the middle of a forest of pine trees,... more »

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Tessa McNickle 14 May 2005 12:23
Cool poem Tessa It gave me a really clear picture in my mind