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Comfort from the Bleak
Travis Schmidt
Vacantly perched on the chipped, cracked bench,
the wind holds no comfort.
He slouched, numb to all but the razor gouges
seared into his corpselike flesh by tears.
He finds only the solace of a lone maple,
imprisoned in its concrete cell.
Its branches stripped bare
by heartless winds and vindictive winter.
They yearn for the warm embrace
Of the sun’s arms around them.
Spring and love will come again.
For now only desolation remains.
Travis Schmidt
Vacantly perched on the chipped, cracked bench,
the wind holds no comfort.
He slouched, numb to all but the razor gouges
seared into his corpselike flesh by tears.
He finds only the solace of a lone maple,
imprisoned in its concrete cell.
Its branches stripped bare
by heartless winds and vindictive winter.
They yearn for the warm embrace
Of the sun’s arms around them.
Spring and love will come again.
For now only desolation remains.
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This poem was written during the course of a creative writing class I was taking. The exercise was to create a discription of a maple tree from teh perspective of someone that was just dumped. This started as a short story but while writing it formed it's self into a poem. This is my final workshopped version.
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I love this one, hun. But you know that already. And hey! I was the FIRST one to workshop this one....or to change it, in any case. lol