Coming from a home haunted with traumatic blows of punches, fight, and tears, this piece certainly is the one that spoke for me. This is for those that are silenced inside their own home. This is for ...
Fear I must not! All the forms of lightning For there are those That won't even frighten fear I must not! Any of the standing corpse May they have a body--Decaying Then crumbles to a soil this Should ...
TREE HYMNS I
I wonder
if a tree grieves
When it loses galore of leaves
Or if those falling dead sheets
It heaps on its trunk
Are its own tears,
The the tree sooner eats
To further live.
Tree Hymns I
Part one of a three sectioned poetry about trees in autumn and most likely their death.