Tree

Particular from the perspective of a tree.

Green pine trees glistening with the weight of clustered snow

Reach for the heaven’s with their outstretched arms

To catch the moon in its embrace

I walk through the glade like a distant memory of nightshade

I lift my arms like branches and touch clouds

And they follow me like a mountain trail

The ones who watch every clumsy step in my maleficent repertoire

Drunken stumbling over the train tracks of dirt

Stalkers of the night sky

Pick their target amidst the wilderness

I’m game to these other flickers of lives like a tongue of flame licking the moon

Like them, I am hunting for answers

Do not question me

Wolf in sheep’s clothing

I am patient yet sickened by this half-eaten mess of a world

I must be treated for this disease of humanity I still have

Even when we live in a world of animals

I am not hungry for death, I am not thirsty for blood

My mouth is a dry riverbed

My lips are clean

You may smile at me

Bare your teeth

My skin is the bark of your bite

If a tree falls in a silent forest does it make a sound?

Your sticks and stones may break my bones

But you will never cut me down

I may disappear within the crowd

But I will never be a memory

My very home is a living cemetery

My voice a halfway house for emissaries

My echo of scarecrows hung from telephone lines is a call home

My people vicariously roam through the soma of my chromosomes

You can bathe in my blood

It will not dry your hands

Which you have dipped into this river

That still runs

Author's Note

I promise I read every single review, and I generally will reply to them. I look forward to my next review, because it helps me learn. Even if it's just one word, I promise, I will be happy to hear anything you feel needs sharing. Whenever you write on my shortcomings or breakthroughs, or the themes of my poems, or share ideas and friendly criticism, it decides my next poem to an extent. I will listen, learn and be thankful. And 99% of the time, you'll get a reply unless you're trolling me.

Reviews

[Julie McCarthy (juliesp..]

AMAzing poem
I do love this one ☝️

[R.J Calzonetti (SinisterPotatoe)]

Thank you! :)

[Danny Metcalfe]

This another fine work.

My favorite lines are:

I’m game to these other flickers of lives like a tongue of flame licking the moon
Like them, I am hunting for answers
Do not question me
Wolf in sheep’s clothing
I am patient yet sickened by this half-eaten mess of a world
I must be treated for this disease of humanity I still have
Even when we live in a world of animals
I am not hungry for death, I am not thirsty for blood
My mouth is a dry riverbed
My lips are clean
You may smile at me
Bare your teeth
My skin is the bark of your bite

I feel your sentiments.

[R.J Calzonetti (SinisterPotatoe)]

Glad you like it, recently, I seem to be having trouble overcoming some of my past poems. There are a few among the bunch that are quite good. I want to write something better of course, but I could suggest some of my favourites if you'd like.

[Danny Metcalfe]

Yes, I would like that.

[R.J Calzonetti (SinisterPotatoe)]

I'll send you a list of my top 10-20 poems, some of them are really long, but they have a lot of substance. I'll get back to you after I take a good look at my work.

[Arundass TP]

Beautifully written poem. Enjoyed well

[R.J Calzonetti (SinisterPotatoe)]

Thank you for reading! :)