Emotional Tree
AN EMOTIONAL TREE
The gust came like punches.
one of those arresting, blustery blows.
It was like a giant stood behind that tree
cupping his hands over his mouth
blew as hard as he could.
Without mercy
blood shot almond-shaped leaves.
stood frozen
then making their slow, deliberative dance
toward the asphalt below
where they lay silently without notice
and a heart breaks.
Copyright © Chrissie Harmse | Year Posted 2017
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