Poems

[Poem] The Watcher

Note: So there was this really creepy tree..

The Watcher

Bitter tree limbs
grow out of the dry, cracked Earth,
barren from the summer heat.
Fingers wickedly point,
scolding the lost generation.
Standing in judgement,
looking down on us
as if it were our fault
that it stands isolated
and alone.

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