Benjamin Icon Ede

The Black Elastic Tree - Poem by Benjamin Icon Ede

I am the black elastic tree; Still standing tall, All through the rugged bowel of time Amidst green soil Once harvested into desert, By host of white locust. Still standing strong- The black elastic tree; Though waist twisted By kleptomaniac fingers of rude whirlwinds, That lure-bent my back, Head low bowed For their feeble fingers to pluck my golden apples- But am still standing tall- The black elastic Whence perched metalic birds Whose flapping wings My silvery leaves away drifted On greedy wings of strange winds And lane carved for metalic millipedes Whose bowel bears my golden petals; But am still standing tall- The black elastic tree.

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Poem Submitted: Thursday, November 26, 2015

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