Trees Poem by Alvin Culzac

Trees



Yesterday I saw the Earth
and it was naked.

Rolling beneath dead green grass,
it screamed and barked like a dog.

'Where are my blooming trees? '

Today, I saw the trees
I read one then threw it away.

Tuesday, February 2, 2010
Topic(s) of this poem: dog,green
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