Friday, September 08, 2006

Black tree [six poems]

Black tree black tree
is it a myth
is it a leyend
only once been seen
by prying eyes
is the black faded
or like the night sky?

A shooting star
I see so far
I wish to see
the black tree.

One day one night
if it's light or bright
at night it waits
at day it breaks
and as you pass by
you think why?

The black has gone grey
death is on the way
but still it holds on
yet the branches are gone
a shadow in the mist
now it's on the list.

The tree is gone
the black disappeared
but yet I still see it
the moment is near.

Because of me
the little black tree
had a long long life
but then came the knife!