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Trees with dark green leaves
Pock-mark the urban landscape
Like beauteous sores. Oases
In an otherwise unblemished bleakness
Out of place in their naturalness
Rooted in the brown earth
Amid the artificially stunted grass
With an innocent hedge there misplaced.
Trees casting their shadow
Providing shade from the sunlight
That gives them their strength and colour
A contrast heig...
Monday 16th November 2009 5:00 pm
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