forest

May 6, 2010 at 6:41 pm (Uncategorized)

trees

not like disciplined soldiers

standing in their regimented  ranks

these are a ragged bunch of unkempt revolutionaries

fighting for their land against

encroaching civilisation.

clothed in tangled lines of climbing ivy

old soldiers limping through the brambles

mossy and hollow with age

while fallen comrades lie in the undergrowth

new saplings spring up among the motley crew

eager to join the fray.

in the lengthening shadows

the chill of evening sets in

and after dark they hunch and forlorn

without the consolation of a fire

reminiscing of past glories and better days

then lie down amidst the blanket of wild garlic

to be consumed by sweet decay.

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1 Comment

  1. Evalinn said,

    I enjoyed this, nicely done!

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