Sunday, September 13, 2009

how?

to show emotion without being overdramatic. portray life perfectly, in a certain slant of light, without digesting truth to pulp.



there stood here with me a tree
that i could hardly barely grasp
before
colored purple almost brown
but hollow to the core

she stood over me gently
calling sweet songs of melody
to dance
with the rain drops falling from leaves
to pants,
to hands

my feet kicked the mud,
i peeled at the bark,
but the tree just stood.
silent, still as ever.