Walking though the world
Hand in hand with nature’s dilemma
A cool breeze still blows
Tag: deforestation
Destruction #Quadrille
She is faceless
where colours bleed
from Amazonian veins.
Lush, rich, rainbow roots grasp
with gnarled fingers
last gasp branches
flowing in raging hurt.
Canopies echo mistrust,
signalling doom,
and all life flies off,
crawls away,
runs for calm cover,
leaving the
carnage behind.
A Quadrille is a 44 word verse.