Husk falls, dropping to the ground
Seeds of wonder spattered all around.
Dead or dying not necessarily their fate
Taking food, taking strength
From the earth, the ground on which
They were spat, they grow and create.
Slowly, quietly up to mighty trees
Strong and wondrous they unfold
Dropping seeds that too
Like magic wonder, grow.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2014
Husk falls, dropping to the ground
Seeds of wonder spattered all around.
Dead or dying not necessarily their fate
Taking food, taking strength
From the earth, the ground on which
They were spat, they grow and create.
Slowly, quietly up to mighty trees
Strong and wondrous they unfold
Dropping seeds that too
Like magic wonder, grow.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2014
Wind blowing all around
Trees falling
Falling to the ground
Crashing, smashing all around
Terror where to hide
Terror, terror must decide.
Smashing, crashing
Wind howling all around
Hide in cover, don’t peek out
Be it known
Destruction all about
Wind blowing all around
Smashing hearts
To the ground.
Smashing, crashing
Bringing down
All that’s mighty
To the ground.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2012
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