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Swirly Lights and midnight frights

Posted to Action Poetry

At the heart of tree
which branch do I climb
To see the sun shine
which one will make me free?

Do I climb the biggest one
And save the whole damn world
Or do I take the the more leafy bough
And live a life of fun?

Should I choose the second best
knowing I'll never love him
Should I renounce my arts
And say I failed the test

Will I live my days up here
In the cold and rain
The body tired and sore from climbing
My soul almost left bare

A broken branch has a node
Where a new shoot can grow
shall I give that loving care
And shed my heavy load

Which mark of query
shall I slide up
save the world, lose your dust
And become a little dearie