Timber v. metal:
ancient trees reclaim their space,
snuffing out our lights.
Reclaim
Author: N
Writer of all things, some of which are pretty good.
Delicious
Like a butter dish,
giant yellow daylily—
a feast for the ants.
Mother lava
Such attractive curves;
dormant, ever volcanic—
erupts sans warning.
Fine
Our earth will be fine:
from dead trees leaves sprout anew;
humanity won’t.
Sails
Across the water
smugly the city awaits,
for us to sail home.
