Rudesindo Montoya

(Fairton, NJ, USA)

The Tree - Poem by Rudesindo Montoya

your branches appeared withered
they seemed almost dead;
but they were living
they were moist under your skin
Emerald rivers was your blood
then April arrived
And the vision of death, disappeared;
your skeletal and bare trunk,
covered itself of green flesh.


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Poem Submitted: Thursday, January 2, 2003



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