Tuesday, November 15, 2005

On the Death of a Tree

She watched in horror as it slithered up to her children.
They played joyously with it, petting it,
until it gently took them in its jaws
and tore them to shreds.
Standing strong, she shields the remainder of her children behind her.
Growling loudly, it faces her, stalking slowly.
Finally it charges, and clamps down on her body.
Groaning, she struggles to keep her footing,
but is mercilessly dragged off to be dismembered and fed to its offspring.

3 comments:

Unknown said...

I like it; it certainly shows a state of things. Thou, someone’s writings are only meant to be understood by those who have written it. The rest of the world can try to comprehend what the author is trying to state, but only the true state of it can be divulged by the author. But in any case I enjoyed it.

Anonymous said...

Slithered? Hu? I is confused... A tree right? Do we have a chainsaw? Or... oh dear...??????
- Gypsie

Lil' Sparrow said...

Okay, LiquidDjinn, it was one of those construction machiney things that usually scoops dirt, but it totally had this huge tree in it's jaws.