Saturday, December 10, 2011

Properties and Landscapes

Pink blossoms beam upon the cold touches of snowflakes,
Witches roam behind the shadow of nothing,
Trees uproot themselves and bankrupt,
Wall street wanes in its drying furrows,
Tall buildings “Fallen out of the perpendicular”,
Landscapes “that have once been battlefield”,
We’re on someone else’s estate not far from North Pole.
How simply the fire goes out like a match?
How sadly the wounds remain on surface?
It’s told that the best can be noticed for a property is:
It allows a man to fall in love with the landscape,
With woods of trees discovered and explored,
While self-interested birds are given places to preen
Until the space you count on gets lost once again,


Snowflakes said...

authentic and deep.
have a lovely new year.

Taylor Boomer said...


well penned imagery.

abthomas said...

Very slick and your projection of imagery is superb!

Marbles in My Pocket said...

Well said, and a good message. said...

lovely imagery in stanza one; stanza two moves from imagery to message.
good poem.

Elizena said...

Very well done. Enjoyed reading this. May your weekend be blessed.

Summer Rain said...

deep and powerful.