Tree to house: let me in let me in.Mumbles: I should never have shed my precious leaves and skin.
Feeling naked and excruciatingly thin
Fall's not the time to drop anythin'.
Naked limbs not even fit to be home to a bug
Hey House! Sittin there all nice and warm and smug
Open up your arms c'mon give me a hug
Ha! Is that the best you got to offer. A shiver, a shrug?
Your one eye winking, mocking my dilemma
I don't have options stupid I'm a tree remember.
Yeah! I know its been coming since late September.
I'm plotting my revenge, I'm wood, I'm thinking the word ember.
I've a good mind to stay unclothed forever.
No shade for you or your inmates, never
No bird-calls from my branches come spring
No comfort for you nuh! I'm not gonna do anything.
15 comments:
That's a clever take on the prompt, seeing the house from the tree's view. I enjoyed it.
:-) I loved the angle you took.
So much fun..but spring will have its way..and then you'll be gorgeous! Beauty is its own revenge!!
Very creative! I like the little world you weaved. Then again, I always think of trees having personalities.
Very fun! :)
Clever take on the prompt. If trees could talk, they would make a lot of sense.
I absolutely loved this! What a great flow and such a witty monologue!
I've a good mind to stay unclothed forever.
No shade for you or your inmates, never
Poetic justice! LOL
This is great. The tree really does look like it's standing there, confronting the house.
Poor tree!
That was funny. I had a tree like that and I cut him down. I hope he was dead.
Revenge is such sweet dessert! Great magpie!
Aaaaah! What a delight to incorporate the tree here! A fun, unexpected twist!
Residents as inmates ~~ love that!! Go Tree Go!!
I love this witty, fun poem.
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