Soren Valentine


Leaves Turning Grey - Poem by Soren Valentine

Like a carcass lays, an ancient tree,
he tried to pray, through celestial seas,
but his spirit flew just like a bee.
Everyday he gazed at crying clouds,
the wind through his branches was so loud.
He looked for listening ears
as he stood in a sea of tears.

O tree, do you still wade?
Why have you lost your will to change?
O tree, leaves turning grey,
your roots have lost their range.

But how can one ask for help,
when you're not helping yourself?
And so this tree founded on sand,
with the wind tumbled to land.
He's an arboreal fool,
in a world that pulls
his heart and blood apart.

O tree, you've lost your blood,
your dead branches lay in the mud.
O tree, leaves turning grey,
your roots in such ground won't stay.


Comments about Leaves Turning Grey by Soren Valentine

  • Aria Siren (9/20/2012 12:38:00 PM)

    I like this :) But I have a weakness for trees. I particularly enjoyed the last two verses. Very nice job. (Report)Reply

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Poem Submitted: Wednesday, September 19, 2012



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