Get Me Saw Poem by Manonton Dalan

Get Me Saw



why are these branches
tempting me to prune
cut those old branches
drying slowly up there
should I trim to pretty
symmetry, looking cozy

every time I get closer
to one of these trees
I touch with admiration
how they survive motionless
length of time withering
all weather, cruel humans

Friday, November 20, 2015
Topic(s) of this poem: nature
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Manonton Dalan

Manonton Dalan

virginia, usa
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