.4. Rotting Elm Poem by David Threadgold
.4. Rotting Elm
Behind the bark
The beetles bore
Majestic Elm tree
Once no more
A Dutch disease
Began the dying
Without a cure
No point in trying
Slowly from within
It rots all day
Till the leaves all die
And fall away
Gales may come
A tree to fell
Crash to the ground
Ending with a deathly smell
© 2008 David Threadgold
Rambling Riddles & Rhymes
Monday, December 15, 2008
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4/24/2024 7:54:44 PM # 1.0.0.1119
One word. Beautiful.