The thought has often occurred in my mind –
Why not just chop the tree down this time
Leave no branch to show me a leaf
And desist with the flowers
Beauty is beyond me
I’ll no longer grasp
At the last twig
Or your hand
You’ve gone –
you’re still here
there is no shelter
these branches have no strength
starved of sunlight and respect
they have lost their ability
no longer can they protect you
This new autumn will be terminal
I’ll mulch the leaves and hope for new life soon.
a double Etheree.
A thousand animals died on this site
More than a mere thousand years ago
Time and pressure formed a soft fuel
A commodity to use
Turn it into power
Never mind the smoke
Send it skyward
Use it up
This land is girt by sea yet lacks the rain.
So the dam is dry for the first time –
I remember swimming in it.
You dived from the old jetty.
We watered our gardens,
Our lawns became green,
Our wallets fat.
We used it.
And it’s shade
Held me safely
Kept me cool for free
Protected me from rain
Remained strong as I grew weak
And now it’s teak still holds me close
As into this earth my body goes
To feed the tree, that upon me, will grow
An Etheree, about a tree. Thanks for the tip Maniparna