Pop, pop, crackle, pop,
sound of tiny hearts breaking:
trees felled for firewood.
The burning
Tag: reality
Firewood
Green, black, red, pale white;
a colour every season,
trees are humanly.
Charity
Embracing us all,
gives to black, white, and between,
tree arms, alms to world.
Watch
Budding tree, a child—
a little taller each day,
fleeting life, observe.
It’s a sign!
Earth, frozen in time
packs a crunch under my feet,
winter is coming.
