THE TREE

Bird song sings sweet melodies 

Abundant bubbling brook meanders 

Fish dodge and fly upstream 

Darting dancing carefree 

Coarse green grass growing lushessly 

Time standing still 

Drinking in 

Conductorless harmonious orchestration 

 

Bird song sings sweet melodies 

Abundant bubbling brook meanders

My branches reach to the top of the world 

Leaves shiver and shake 

On my knarled old twisted bark 

I ache with the weight of death

Placed on me late last night 

Strengthened from within 

Sending sap to my aching limbs 

The mob come running towards me 

Charging with axes machetes and knives 

 

Bird song sings sweet melodies 

Abundant bubbling brook meanders 

Shuddering shaking petrified 

I give up my burdens 

Trussed and hung up on me 

Lifeless bodies cast down 

Beautiful young fledgling girls 

Ready to fly to the world 

Raped murdered tossed aside 

Deranged insane blood thirsty men 

Twisted minds warped imaginations 

Red streams flow down 

Down 

Down 

My battered tired trunk into 

The now bubbling crimson brook 

Bird song sings sweet melodies 

 

 

 

 

◄ AN ODE TO DOREEN

EMPTY ►

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Jon

Sun 7th Feb 2016 22:15

Vividly expressed and upsetting...x

Robert Mann

Wed 3rd Feb 2016 14:47

Christine - powerful imagination you have there! Love poetry with a sting in the tail. Where have you been?
Rob

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Adam Whitworth

Wed 3rd Feb 2016 10:38

Powerful poem

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