Why the Trees Are Scared

The trees get scared when the moon goes away,

for that is when the demons come out.

Fearing those dead-trees-become-weapons, they

shed their leaves, and pray for a drought.

These demons are different, they hunt the good,

and those good become shelters and oh so much more.

With a sharp metal twig of their own, the demons slash at wood.

The tree lives in pain until they’ve sliced through the core.

So don’t grow well, is what the trees are told.

Grow twisted, thin, weak, faded, and brittle, instead,

aim to be free of flowers and leaves, and replace them with mold.

Or structures and decor of the demons, you will be when dead.

Author's Note

Same as my last poem, please let me know if anything sounds awkward!

Reviews

[Carolynn]

This is a very unique poem. I relate it to mans struggle with evil and demons and when we give them shelter (or let them in to our lives) they will consume us until we are dead inside and strip us of all our beauty and lust for life! Very good!

[stargirl23]

Thanks so much!

[Ruth]

Quite unique to think of trees being scared...gave me strong visuals :)

[stargirl23]

Thank you!

[N.Blue]

No, I get it
Good job!!
Keep doing what you do best and love.

[stargirl23]

Thank you so, so much!