[Green O con]-But, My Abode as Well | Shape Poetry

A tree shape poem to bring light to how toxic our environment is slowly becoming.

If trees could talk, they would tell us,

If trees could talk, they would tell us

your castle high and
strong, lock the exquisite,
sandalwood  door  don’t   let 
breeze  claw mahogany decor, acidic
winds   roam  the    moor,  Noxious smoke 
embraces  tight, an  ethereal heaven’s cry  
scrounges barren  earth, ‘Neath scorching cerulean  sky
When in  howling  shadows,   glare a    starless   night, 
will you  repent hiding  the moon, behind materialistic
plight?   Marauding   lively   meadows  where will
you scuttle  for cover? Residing  in  concrete   
 haven      breathing     on      your    
carcinogenic         leftovers.
This world  is
not      Just  
where  you
dwell,   but
my Abode as
W    E    L     L

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12 thoughts on “[Green O con]-But, My Abode as Well | Shape Poetry

  1. First: love your blog layout, the flowers and colors are wonderful to the eye.

    Second: your poem is wonderful to both eye and ear, visual and so wonderful to enjoy!

    Third: I'm so glad I found you!

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