Here's a longer poem i've been working on lately, inspired by the animalistic symbols of the Native Americans I grew with. The more I practice, the more I see I'm not quite aquainted with english poetry yet, so by all means, if you see something you think I should change/improve, be sure to comment below, leave a shout or a note ;)

Enjoy!

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In quiet night
moonlight reveals

the laugh lines of trees ― buried
in their wake

the silence
says the owl

brings
to your heart

what's not hidden - yet
you failed to see

what's not muffled - yet
you failed to hear

hush-hush
says the moth

the tree's speech is soundless
so greet them with mute ecstasy

for their friendship has no price
for their kind has no age

then smile back at the trees
says the coyote

for without them there would be
no conversation

for without them you wouldn't breath
air filled with ancestrious awe.