A Tree Like Me
A Tree Like Me
This poem is in the CUBE16 form I created several years ago.
I stand alone
upon the plain
all others gone
just I remain
I see the sky
as clouds drift past
the sun spreads warmth
but will it last
I've stood right here
for fifty years
no time before
have I felt fears
as darkness flows
none else can see
my loneliness
a tree like me
the men now come
with blades of steel
what will I hear
what shall I feel
this is my home
through rain and snow
what can I do
where will I go
as men begin
I feel great fear
when cutting starts
the end draws near
when people come
they'll only see
a furrowed land
no tree like me
Copyright © Robert Zimmerman | Year Posted 2024
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