[Louna]

The Forest

The loggers leave a path:

mud streaks, hewn branches, stumps,

scarred trees, boulders askew-

marks left as if a titan has been dragged

screaming through the forest.

The formerly peaceful walk

through the worshiping trees is now

a tormented vision as of a battlefield done,

the leavings of Grendel's feast

strewn about.

And next year they will be marked

again with circles of paint

like numbers tattooed on wrists

waiting for the train.

The conversation of the trees

is now stunted--

a stricken, amazed

silence echoes.

The caretakers count

their 30 pieces of silver.

The loggers count their

board-feet and drink another beer.

the poem is not my

[Louna]

finished ^^

[SpookedSphinx]

The face is really cool. I love the white against black!

[Louna]

thank you <3
by the way it schould be a mask xDD

[SpookedSphinx]

thank you <3
by the way it schould be a mask xDD

I thought it was. xD
But I said face because mask and face are almost the same.
Cool poem, by the way. ^-^

[Louna]

thank you <3
by the way it schould be a mask xDD

I thought it was. xD
But I said face because mask and face are almost the same.
Cool poem, by the way. ^-^

trank you but the Poem is not from me xD

[SpookedSphinx]

Well, congrats on finding it, then!

[Louna]

Well, congrats on finding it, then!

hahahaha thank you xD

[SpookedSphinx]

Well, congrats on finding it, then!

hahahaha thank you xD

I think butterflies are pretty. - Friend

Okay, she says of I don't post the above, she's gonna hang my teddy from the curtain railing. >_> xD

[Louna]

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