Saturday, November 10, 2007


The trees reach to
Scratch the sky
Itching with clouds
To rain or snow.

But this oak,
Broken like a nail bitten
To the root, struck
By lightening, then wind
And rot,
Aspires no higher than the stone wall,
Save for her acorns thrown free.


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  1. Soulless said


    Disillusionment can be contagious as such. It bodes well then for ambition to settle solid in a young spirit — to grow roots there, so to speak.

    Thank you for sharing. Cheers.

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