Forever, These Days

dust-covered, your leaves have drooped
burdened with dirt
that seems to hang around
forever, these days
dew drops shy away
and maybe for the best
always thirsty, these dry dusty grains

you were beautiful
with leaves numbered like the stars
but where is your colour, green?

'cause brown is all you wear
forever, these days
i can't wait no more
for the rains
to wash you clean
and paint you green
again
a revealing sight
that sooths my sore eyes

but them rains keep you waiting
forever, these days
as if the oceans had dried
your sisters have now gone
wilting
as they waited
while the sun
drank their sweat

so
cast your roots deep
my giant green friend
'cause your sisters have all gone,
like my brothers and their axes,
into the dust
it's just the two of us now
alone
forever, these days
and the rain keeps us waiting
as if the oceans have dried

Reviews

[Pencrafter]

This is an interesting commentary on the turning and changing of life and death. The poem has an uneven feel, perhaps because each paragraph is of a different length. However, the thought patterns and verse expressions do have a nice cadence. I would have used a few capital letters here and there, but that's just me. Overall, nice job.

[Davey Jones]

Nice song goes well with the Title

[...]

. it's a beautiful song ...
. i wait too ... rain-parched ... to be well again ... forever these days ...