Poem 2 - Pomegranate Trees

Originally published in Metamophosize (Poetry Relating to Change)

Pomegranate Trees

The pomegranate trees

They fall across the leaves

And everything is smooth

And cold

And sweet

And someday when i live

Up in the sky so deep

I hope there will be pomegranate trees

On the little land, i look at

And for the grass, i dream

The cold of blowing wind

It sings

It sings of fruit from

Pomegranate trees

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