[Poems] Sad Tree (Autumn/2020 Poem)

[Aethera]

There's a tree just outside my window that's looking rather pitiable at this point, about a third of its leaves are still green, a third are orange, and the rest have already fallen. I feel pretty similar, so it inspired a poem for something new and different.

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Poor tree, I see you, autumn finery in disarray,
Green and bare branches side by side,
Nature can't make up her damn mind.

Funny how the world is in agreement,
Change comes fast, slow, and not at all,
Wishful thinking to get a decent fall.

My heart goes out to you, sad tree,
If I knew how to help you I would,
Colors affect us more than they should.

What I wouldn't give for fall colors,
An autumn for which I was once proud,
Painting colors side by side was allowed.

Now each stands on a soap box,
Firm until that box oft' disappears,
Dumping them on their collective rears.

I'd ask for change but it's pointless,
Who would listen to little old me,
When pigs fly and sinners all are free.

Pitiful tree I get you,
Pulled and dragged different directions,
Naught left for us but questions.

Would that I could take your place,
Only worries of rain or shine,
This year no longer on the line.

[UngainlyFool]

Enjoyed this one. Kind of took me back to Ginsburg's "Sunflower Sutra"

You were never no dusty 2020, pitiful tree. You were a tree!

[Aethera]

Thanks!