Monday, 2 September 2013

Lurking Calamity

A fledgling tree

with two new leaves

shoots upward

with its dreams,

but a spade, crushed everything

without any mourning or regret.

You never know

About a lurking knife, spade or pick axe

to serrate life, to smithereens.

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