Ok, on request, and because I'd just finished one anyway, I thought I'd show you guys a poem. I write all kinds - surreal, spiritual, comedic, literally anything. This one is free form, which I find hard because I find structured poetry comes naturally to me.
Anyway, do let me know what you think, suggestions for improvement are much welcomed! (As long as you're nice!)
Thoughts of an Elder tree.I'll also be posting it in my deviantART with the rest of my creative splurges (the link's always on the left if you want it.)
So strange to see saplings these days
Surrounded by New Stone
Supported and bound,
Kept as pets.
A tree should never be supported. It weakens the sap.
They do not know what it is
To feel the life run thick and sticky through the boughs,
To stretch and reach with searching roots.
But they grow deep and high, they will learn
What it is to be of Odin's Horse.
Their roots will buckle, bend and break the New-Stone shackles,
Scabbed bark a testament to our strength.