Silent Bark

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Status: In Progress  |  Genre: Poetry  |  House: Booksie Classic


 

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There is a rotten orange tree

With faded bark and dusty leaves.

She weeps in the silver evening

Like a willow full of ambers;

Reaches to the dark earth beneath

Flower graves, a sleeping meadow

The soft bed of forgotten fruit.

Her chocolate roots drip at the cuts,

Made naked by men with shovels.

You taste sweeter than wood they say,

Hands in the grooves and white petals.

Breathing in her trunk of cocoa,

His starving eyes only gaze down.

Leaving names carved in my wood,

Fresh citrus swirling with the breeze,

And sweet nectar unpeeled by the sky.

A quiet tree blooming for no one.

 

 

 


Submitted: September 19, 2020

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