A poem/story about life between trees and people in an eerie format |
Decaying Tree's Down a path, she Walks alone, A winter night, Away from home. A moon lit sky, smiles amongst the trees. Broken fences, squawking Crows, Scattered leaves, mixed In snow. Season change, has swallowed Summers seeds.. Winter kisses, in the Air, Sticking to her golden Hair, Chelsea wonders, how The trees can change? In the summer, bright As day, In the winter, dead Decay.. A form of life, that Loves to rearrange. Gusts of wind, consumes Her heat, Chelsea hears a darkened Creek, A hollow howl, bellows From above.. Flapping wings, from Frightened crows, Runs a chill, inside her Bones. Chelsea clinches in her Sweaty glove.. Moving limbs, are Shaking snow, Off themselves, now Chelsea knows, What she sees, brings An instant fear.. Little twigs, turn Into fingers, As a constant echo Lingers, Chelsea quickly, covers Up her ears.. From the dark, a swooping Whistle, Is an arm, that's full of Thistle, Knocking Chelsea to The hardened ground.. From the trees, come Spoken words, Of how they change? Is what they heard.. Telling Chelsea what it Is she found.. Consuming life, creates A soul, Inside a tree, that's growing Old, Is how we change, during Bitter season.. Day by day thru winter Months, Consuming life, fulfilling Wants, Why we feed on you, There is a reason... For many years, you Cut us down, Building homes, and Building towns, You feed on us, it's part of Your survival, So is it strange, that We are feeding? Upon your race, we to Are needing, Apart of you to generate Revival? We fed ourselves, with Tiny creatures, Time went by, a hate grew Deeper, Then we opted, for a Brand new taste.. As we lost, so many Brothers, Sisters, fathers and our Mothers, Our existence, traded for A waste.. Chelsea pleaded, to the Trees, Forgiveness and a final Plea, Promising, to fight on Their behalf.. To find a way, to keep Them standing, Spreading words of Understanding, Just a chance, to change A painful past.. Chelsea vowed, a Dedication, To the trees, Modification, To a world, ignoring it's Own beauty, We can learn, to live As one, To help us grow, so We become, Protecting life, together As a duty.. Silence child, time to Listen, We accept with one Condition, Only if, we see you Make a difference.. Spread your word, we Will be watching, Destroying us, should be Stopping.. Or we dedicate, to weed Out your existence.. |