Fallen

You can almost hear it scream-

The sweat on your brow

Falls and lets another live,

But it is too late for the tree

Snapping in two

From the cutter’s blade;

Your heart does the same,

The bark breaking mercilessly

Slow after being maimed.

You watch its painful descent

In the sweltering heat of July;

The tree moans

Once it hits the ground,

The warm sap the tears it cries.

How could so many ask

If it even makes a sound?

Reviews

[Dark and Mysterious]

You made me catch my breath... Wish I could write that well (sigh) Anyway great write. Showed the portray of emotions too clearly for me

[Sarah Marie]

Thank you so much for your review and friend request! I am gad you like it, and I am sure you are wonderful :)

[Dark and Mysterious]

Me? wonderful? I beg to differ but glad we're friends :)

[Brittany DeFranco]

AWWW!! I hate it when people cut down trees it's so sad T-T I certainly loved this poem
I love nature, 100/100 yet again

[Sarah Marie]

hehe your review are making me so happy right now...thank you again! Yes, it is horrible and so sad when you watch a tree fall....I got inspiration for this poem when my dad and I drove to our neighbor's land to watch. He was watching the machines, and I was watching the trees....

[Brittany DeFranco]

yea, I hate it when that happens