how we communicate

This must be how it feels
to the tree alone
in the forest,
only the breeze to stroke
her leafy green hair,

to have limbs
rattle and shake,
as she bends or breaks
in the midst of the storm,
broken bits piled in heaps
or scattered
across the lawn,

to fall
and have no one
acknowledge the sound.

8 Comments (+add yours?)

  1. Scarlett DuBois
    Jun 02, 2013 @ 21:27:32

    Though morose, this is beautiful. xxx

    Reply

  2. sustainabilitea
    Jun 02, 2013 @ 21:33:35

    Lovely sadness.

    janet

    Reply

  3. slpmartin
    Jun 02, 2013 @ 21:35:28

    Wonderful metaphor to convey the loneliness.

    Reply

  4. warmginger
    Jun 03, 2013 @ 06:30:55

    Loneliness sucks, but you’ve made it beautiful.

    Reply

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