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Someone Burned The Trees


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Someone
burned
the
trees
while they stood
living
rooted into the ground

They could not
run
away

Now blackened
and skeletal
their emptied limbs rake at
a blue-blackened sky
in a pantomime of mock escape

It wasn't theirs
to question
nor to ask why
this has happened to them
and receive an answer

But
I would like to know
why

and
who
could do a thing
such as this?


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LEGAL COPYRIGHT FOR THIS POEM
AND ALSO FOR THIS WRITER/POET/AUTHOR
MELISSA A HOWELLS
AND ALSO FOR THIS LEGALLY COPYRIGHTED SITE TITLE
MELOO STRAIGHT FROM HER TILT-A-WORLD

WRITTEN MAY 7 2018 ON THE EASTBOUND GREEN MAX TRAIN
3:19PM PST /DATE TIME STAMPED/ WRITTEN DIRECTLY TO THE PAGE





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