This unfinished poem was written for school, but I ended up not turning it in. The prompt was to write a poem about Spring. Nothing more specific than that. This winter, there were two big trees cut down around my house. I had been feeling depressed about the treelessness of the world when spring came. Suddenly, with all the green spreading everywhere, there seemed to be tons of trees.
In my poem, I wanted to portray the awe I felt at this pleasant surprise. However... in my first couple drafts, I started the poem trying to explain the emptiness that I had been feeling. This didn't really work out - I could never smoothly transition from the gloomy empty part to the happy green part. So I just split the poems.
This is the depressing draft. I'll post the happy Spring one separately.
It's been a very long
not as cold as the year before
not letting go of you
and all the while you know that the earth is warming
and you hate to hate the cold
because winter is a dying breath
you lost two big trees
one in back, one in front
a poplar and an oak
they gave you shade and beauty and green and
a place to hide
you gave them saws
now your yard is a desert and your house
is covered in yellow saw dust
dry and dusty
and piles of mulch lie in emotionless heaps
and you have killed the trees and the trees are dead and the earth is
you walk in the cold
seeing trees in the yards of other people
you feel resentment
they have kept their trees when you cannot
but now you know
the trees will rot and the people will
like all the people
the trees will go extinct and the trees will die and the earth will die too
So there you go. It doesn't really have an ending - at that point in my draft writing I just gave up and started straight from the happy angle. Maybe I'll try to wrap it up some other time... Happy poem to follow!