The Tree Cutters

not just about trees

Roadside trees falling to the bottom of the sea,

orange moonmen with profiles of edges and plastic,

buzz like angry bees, so I crouch lost and wordless

in the middle of the earth,

under the forest, under moss, behind roots,

but having small stones thrown into my eyes,

am unable to look upwards,

standing ashamed in my fern grave,

trucks rumble past, even a massacre of pigs

would leave them unconcerned, runed,

coloured with the names of distant places,

edges of strange towns alongside sand and gravel 

and the radio in my car lights green,

fighting to regain sanity, helpless,

all meaning down to a pulse, reason

is sick this morning, just a lost voice. 

Reviews

[An Ordinary Woman]

Somebody up the road from us has a logger cleaning them out...So far just a wide muddy path through the trees. I can hear the trees cracking and falling all day. I hate it. So close to home.

Your poem tells of much more, the bigger picture, really. I wish I had it in my power to change that, just can't figure out what that might.

Certainly a beautiful but haunting poem, it sure made me think.

And thank you for that.

[lynn]

very clear pictures you paint

[Shimmerbliss/CAF]

I can relate to this poem so well. I have often moved to remote places to escape the concrete monsters that eat green, but they follow me. If I am understanding this as you intended then I understand the grief. People often find it odd that I do not want their idea of progress. I found this grieving and quite beautiful. I love your style and your clear voice.
"Roadside trees falling to the bottom of the sea,
orange moonmen with profiles of edges and plastic," I find this brilliant

[Chris G. Vaillancourt]

this is beautifully crafted...

[Eric Cox]

Kinda haunting and penned well, always a great job on imagery, and impact. Nice pen upon this.

[. serah .]

. oh, this is a journey ... one sees what's happening all around ... and it's almost scary ... the word grotesque comes to mind ... when "reason" is sick ... one wonders what it would take for it to recover ... a very, very powerful piece of writing ... superbly written ...

[Suditi]

The last stanza is amazing.
And the imagery is so powerful.
Beautifully written.

[Chasing Strange]

Thank you so much for your review. I really liked this. I agree with another persons comment. That last stanza just blew me away.

[JustLorry]

a wonderfully written piece from a unique perspective. And so vivid. A massacre of pigs is such a strong image in my mind.

[Free]

such a beautiful first line, i want to be of my hand! :P

the whole poem is strong, allows for paths to steal between the words, self-guiding paths that swell lulling with the reader's own voice. really good :)