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If a tree falls and no one is around

to hear it –

does it make a sound?

The lonely tree

solitary, desolate

clinging alone to the unforgiving earth

Gives up at last

roots relinquish their stubborn hold

Slowly, silently, the tree tips

lands softly on the ground

no one hears

no one cares

the fallen tree lies

alone

Passers-by see nothing amiss

The land is no less scenic

is not changed but for the angle

of the lonely tree



If a tree falls and many are around

to see it –

are its death throes heightened?

The social tree

member of a forest

Its time has come

snow, pests, wind

all have taken their toll

The tree begins to fall

cracking, snapping

breaking through the branches

trees who won’t let go

Landing with a crash

though the ground is soft with moss

leaving a trail of broken

arms

The forest is no longer whole

Passers-by are disturbed

a mess of broken branches

that will not grow back

A hole where a tree once stood