Nicholas Alexander

Be

Look underneath the ground
see how it began
the twisting embers of life
in the rush of laughter
is, being taken seriously
we watch as you escape your life
of a humble leaf, not
the storm that shakes the tree
but, the firm grip
the earth has as it holds
it, cast aside like old toes
left behind, useless foot
nuisance leg, rejected
crippled mass of bones and skin
left behind to cope with
rebuilding of a world



composed on the weblog
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12:21 on Friday, 13th October 2006