Brandon 2
KitaTrees
May 19th 2007 05:32
Expressionless giants reaching to the heavens.
Roots like the gnarled knuckles of men, old and wise.
Understanding and silent, erect and proud.
Lived a lifetime in every passing hour.
Makes you want to sit. Stare. Think.
Ponder you existence - are you really that important?
As we strive to progress, everything in our way is killed or manipulated.
Think - are you manipulated?
As our axe belts into the flesh of the tree,
As the sap falls like the blood of Christ
We think only on the many rows of pizza places,
Huge and hellish, thirsty for cash.
Has money become more important than love?
Why?
So sit. Stare. Think.
Ponder your existence.
Image.
Scholia has posted a poem inspired by this work HERE.
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Comment by David
Especially this:
Understanding and silent, erect and proud.
Lived a lifetime in every passing hour.
And this:
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The combo of that photo and the poem has been haunting me for a few days and resulted in a poem
Hope you're not offended if I dedicated Ancient Trees to you since for one thing the metrical form was an experiment ... anyway check out Scholia.
I just put the poem up in my blog !
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