The green wilderness

tree growing my smile

leaf streaking away into the clouds

blue

roots cut below the waist of the earth

every day I searched lovingly

My sirami with colour and ethics

until flowering

Virgin plant petals blossoming red dice

I selected a plant stalk

kiss until dusk

until the plant petals shine

clad in wonderful sunlight orange

the great thing about enjoying regret

if neglected

forgotten, let alone cast

tree associates ..

Grew wonderful in the world until the end experience the next day night

0
Liked it
Comments (0)

Currently there are no comments related to "The Hardwood is Named: Friends". You have a special honor to be the first commenter. Thanks!

Leave a Comment

Hi there!

Hello! Welcome to Authspot, the spot for creative writing.
Read some stories and poems, and be sure to subscribe to our feed!

Find the Spot

Loading