The Copper Tree Poem by June Walker

The Copper Tree



One copper sapling on the bank of the canal.
Startling shades of brown rise from green grass,
warmth in the cool.
I feel my eyes open wider than before,
to take in depth, colour, perspective.
A camera whose focus has been ascertained,
F-stops adjusted, switch clicked,
with emotional precision.

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COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Saadat Tahir 07 July 2012

a nice naughty poem with great metaphor... loved reading cheers :)

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