Short Cypress Tree Poems
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The Age of Man
Is but a brief, abbreviated span
Of seconds ticking in a moment’s course.
Infinity: the final source
Is like a charnel house, with cypress tree
And yew and myrtle, growing in the graves of Space,
Where decomposes Time’s own face.
The Starry Night by Vincent Van Gogh
The night opens up in a swirl of blue.
A yellow crescent moon solos the distant sky,
Some masked town is central in the midst,
With a pointed church steeple,
Marking the blue-lit sky.
A formidable cypress tree,
Darkens the foreground,
As an artist adds light in the dark.
When I kiss
The lips of spring,
I shall marry thee and
Present this golden ring
We kiss the wind or
We kiss the lips of spring
The Gods shall
Perform this ceremony
Upon this hill and underneath
This Cypress tree
When, I call out your name
Your face appears, again
This time, I surely know, and
I make this sacred vow
So, let me kiss the
Lips of spring
It is written that countless rows of
Cypress trees were planted
Like grove, for miles to go,
The Arab’s hand are cursed with
The blood of the African slaves,
Buried beneath this strangle hold
Of the sweet cypress tree
There rest the skulls and bones
Of beheaded and castrated African Slaves
You dare to look at the Arab Women
The cypress tree entangled with
The souls of African Slaves,
Who fruit are we. Thank you
Sweet Jesus, We made this far