T is for trees that grow in the sky
I hold your emo heart in my hands said eye
Bare was the branch that you dangled from
hanging by a swinging rope in the dark
broken was your heart
your little limbs were crying for me across the sky
I’m here said I
With just one big EYE
Look at my branches all full and flushed fine
my green seas wave
my green garments, not made by slaves
my green garments full of leaves
just like me, you are trees!
I’m full of everything for all my little trees
babyseeds are you, barest limbs
lonely in the dark
hanging in clouds of grey
but I will always see your emo heart
That will never go away!
Look to the sky and find my cloud
Take a picture
Then write some words aloud
~
“skytrees” — copyright 2011 — Valentine Bonnaire — all rights reserved
I always dug this Dave Matthews song.
It was on the radio while I was writing this poem.
EMO KIDS! please look up my Alchemy Project in the web and start writing poems in WordPress instead of on your skin with razor blades. It is free, and I see your hands making all those HEARTS!
I do not want you to hurt yourselves any more okay?
I wrote this poem because of the trees I saw you make!
xxoo!
Adrienne
ps: also, you can go in Scribd.com and read my book Heart of Clouds. I wrote it for you, and for the EMO HEART ALL OVER THE WORLD!
Go and see how Teenie Alexander and Devlin Underwood make the same hand heart shape that you do!
VALENTINE BONNAIRE - WRITER 