All This Is That
Copyright (c) 2004-2018 by All This Is That.North Beach, Seattle, Washington, USA
Wednesday, May 31, 2006
Poem: Tendrils
When a bush is cut down
Volunteer shoots sprout
From the roots
Sending tendrils of life into the world
In an urgent last gasp
A genetic S.O.S.
Like what they say
Happens
When you hang a man.
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