A TALE TOLD BY A TREE
Winter has a red throat and
a black eye ring.
Ice flakes
season pale red blood
courses down with sap
thoroughfares of many tree rings
forcing my beauty to drift
in the snow. Bark cracked,
lips broken by the kiss of
frost.
Ice my veins, scanty leafy
tresses frozen by gusts of chilly
wind cruel harbinger of black eyes.
My femininity flees to hide
until spring
comes. I shed black
eye rings, discard mourning.
In Spring, I stretch
into colourful attires. Pink lipstick,
eyelashes of
green envy.
Summer;
I heal. Cracked bark seals
the bloodied wounds .
The magic of sunny fingers
calms me down to my
roots.
My flowers blossom, attract
bees in search of romance.
Autumn
comes message of leaves
falling. Each note holds
another winter
of red throats and black
eye rings.
AGHOLOR LEONARD OBIADERI lives in Delta State, Nigeria. He holds a Bachelor's degree in the English Language. He loves poetry, crime novels and wrestling videos. His poems have been published in UptheStairCase Quarterly; Barnwood International Magazine; and Pyrokinection.
e-mail; obiaderi@yahoo.com
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