A Tree (poem)

Martin Kloess

She's waiting for her lover by a tree

A tree which blossomed promises of hope

The hope that lies in possibility

The possibility he'll hear her cope


What was he thinking on that fateful day

That day he brushed aside a faithful heart

A heart too shy to call a kiss her way

A way where stranger dreams so often start


Where do the dreams of darkness find their source

A source which courses through a wounded soul

A soul which yearns some shade from its remorse

Remorse which lead her on eternal stroll


Twas thus she found herself beside a tree

A tree beside the grave where soon he'll be

Published by Martin Kloess

My plans were to become a music teacher. I got my BA degree at San Francisco State College. I somehow found myself working for an oil company. They sent me to the San Francisco Academy of Arts to learn graph...  View profile

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  • TRESA PATTERSON8/2/2011

    so tragic...

  • Harriet Steinberg8/1/2011

    WOW!!!!!!! I love thst tree

  • Bridgitte Williams8/1/2011

    OOOOOO!!

  • Lodie Quezada8/1/2011

    great job.

  • The Kratz8/1/2011

    Your poems are good,hopefully mine seem good also when you read them,I just started in May,good work!

  • Lorraine Yapps Cohen8/1/2011

    Oh, so sad.

  • Marilyn French8/1/2011

    Nice job.

  • Lori Gunn8/1/2011

    Good work:)

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