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Pando Forest 

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POEM: CLIMBING THE PANDO TREES

Another poem in my poetry series, in honor of National Poetry Month! 

Climbing The Pando Trees

The sun rips the red and black blankets from my bed. Repetition of yawning every bright yellow morning. Cereal, Looney Tunes and Chuck E. Cheese. Became millions of hairs on my grown arms. Seconds empty my pockets like foggy grey lint

Every twenty-four hours I’m running from the clouds. Determined, each night fades into the next morning. Like unconventional scenes from an independent film Eccentricity becomes my electricity as I light up. Moments from my youth make me sprout into a tree.

The rain drips my head back to allow a new dawn. Leafs of my feathered hair soaks into a rightful place. Knowledge, experience and broken thoughts Becomes the bark of my skin as you breathe me in. All seven continents wrinkle into the grass with time.