When a Tree Falls

Struck down, destroyed
  the tree hit the ground
thunder on pavement
as the pavement glows red

Found out
  ferocious is the growl
in the forest, festering
wound without antiseptic

Held back with a palm
on the chest, running
the treadmill
  until

you are released
to put a fist-sized hole
into the chest wall

Her heart is at rest
  yours is beating
outside your breast
knuckle bones blue

buried in the ashes
the cranial crash
healing not quite
achieved, in the works

when a tree falls in the forest
does anyone see what truly happened

Nestled in the bushy beard
prayers, hope, forgiveness
though we never forget

and we want for heaven
where a bluebird resounds
in a tall and sturdy oak
Copyright © | Year Posted 2024

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Greenhough Avatar
November 25, 2024 at 2:55 PM
Trees are some of my favorite people. We take them for granted. I think we should have tree lawyers. This is a great poem of environmental awareness.
Rodrigues Avatar
November 25, 2024 at 6:01 PM
Thank you, Hilda! Love my trees too! One lady was scoping out my trees, wanting money…no…no, move on.
Hind Avatar
November 25, 2024 at 2:01 PM
I think you are making me tear up, Kim. A fav for me, too.
Rodrigues Avatar
November 25, 2024 at 6:01 PM
Oh my! Thank you, Paige!
One Avatar
November 25, 2024 at 12:14 PM
This is sad.. I can feel the angst in your words..
Rodrigues Avatar
November 25, 2024 at 6:03 PM
I appreciate you, Silent! I think you come closest to the heart of the poem. Thank you!
Andresen Avatar
November 25, 2024 at 12:03 PM
- It takes 80 to 120 years for a tree to be ready to be cut down... but, who cares? - I wonder where the cuckoo will bring spring this year... a lot of trees were cut down here where I live a month ago... sad that winter storage for boats is more important - Great written, Kim - hugs :)
Rodrigues Avatar
November 25, 2024 at 6:03 PM
Oh that is so sad, Anne-Lise! Trees are a treasure! Hugs
Buhagiar Avatar
November 25, 2024 at 10:56 AM
So many trees were destroyed for pecuniary gain. A wonderfully written poem with great imagery and metaphors.
Rodrigues Avatar
November 25, 2024 at 11:08 AM
Thank you, my friend!
Cunningham Avatar
November 24, 2024 at 10:42 PM
I often wonder do these things cause a reaction somewhere around the world butterfly effect I think it's called. Hope you had a lovely thanksgiving weekend Kim, sadly we don't have it in the uk. Tom
Rodrigues Avatar
November 25, 2024 at 6:03 AM
We do wonder…I’d say perhaps. Be thankful everyday and still Happy Holidays, Tom!
Goldsmith Avatar
November 24, 2024 at 12:14 PM
I enjoyed reading your wonderful write/story. "Good Luck" if for a contest. Have a blessed day writing away.....................
Rodrigues Avatar
November 24, 2024 at 5:09 PM
Thank you, Paula!
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