Once again, this week saw me running to the twitter~verse, seeking inspiration for this week’s OneshotWednesday link up at the always awesome One Stop Poetry. True to form, the wonderful friends I have made gave me tons of ideas to work with, but the first to answer my SOS was Mark Stratton, with what I thought was a really neat idea. Mark is another wonderful writer I discovered online, and has recently released a new book of his work. He’s well worth visiting, along with all the other poets and writers who have landed at Onestop. This week, I present to you…
And though the plan within this pod
May come from source divine
I don’t think I want to grow up
To be a tree this time.
Nestled in this earthen home
I think I’d rather be a bird
And tell the gods “get bent!”
I must decide, I must choose
Before these roots take hold
If I want to die before my time
So they can mark my lumber sold.
If I stay and grow my rings
An eternity it will seem
Then the saws and lumberjacks
Will start getting mean.
They’ll take my arms and rip them off
And head straight for my heart
They’ll count my rings and laugh out loud
While sawing me apart!
If I could stay and stand my watch
Like I was meant to do
Then I would honor the divine plan
And not have to choose
But to die so tragic and in vain
Just to lay upon your floor!?
I am the ruler of the forest
A king for ever more!
So watch me grow and give you shade
And breathe the air I make
A deviant who will not bow
And let my kind be raped