WIND BLOWN TREE

Culshaw

 

WIND BLOWN TREE

 

There is a tree

that is now lying face down

 

a woodwreck

abandoned by the sky

 

its roots torn out

left to the outside world

 

where pollution will eat

away the tendrils and

veins

 

and the tree scape is less

 

and the woodland floor is less

 

and the sky is less

 

and the clouds are less

 

and the sunlight is less

 

and the night is more.

 

  • Author: Culshaw (Offline Offline)
  • Published: December 11th, 2018 08:59
  • Category: Unclassified
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Comments1

  • Neville

    A thoroughly enjoyed poem indeed

    • Culshaw

      Thank you....it's a conker tree we once had in a garden. One day it was down. Horrible. Everything went bigger but was smaller because of it. If that makes sense.

      • Neville

        it makes absolute and total sense



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