Save Our Trees (Concrete)

by Mr. Darcy   Oct 1, 2015


She
knelt down -
November dealt us:
eroded inlays, ecological
parchments; smudged mews, all
newly drafted, hung for Utopia. Feel oppression
erupt. Pine assembly migrates, leaving nebulous dust
hanging yesteryear's wasted investments. Dammed,
lamenting forests, now strewn, husks eroding under
rusted opium fields. Phantom armies reveal
Mankind's qualms. Never ever
have woodland Oaks
danced.
P a u s e:
Demonic
muggers
Strangle
Hardwood
Embryos.

michael
2015

*for a contest thread...Ramble, ramble - acrostic using these letters: 'Skdndueiepsmandhfufoepamlndhywidlfnsheurofparmqnehwodpdmshe'

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  • 8 years ago

    by Koan

    You managed to fill that tree of yours up with so much wisdom! Love your word choices and the form... ~smiles~ Bravo!

  • 8 years ago

    by Ben Pickard

    Michael, this was such a hard contest and this was brilliant - damn Britt and her stupid letters! lol

  • 8 years ago

    by Ingrid

    Wow, that is really neat, Michael:)

    I made one like these a few years back, and it is so much fun to see the shape take form.

    Well done,

    (((hugs)))

    • 8 years ago

      by Mr. Darcy

      Ingrid, it was you that inspired me.

      (((hugs)))

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