Mother Earth.. A drunken written
 

never once so in awe..
a'top a steady tree I wander, nodding off..
Just thawing thoughts..
at a loss for weeks among this gnawing moss..

must've pondered outcomes..
doubt some were the best for this season..
ripping the last of the pedals one by one..
ending in leaves for this reason..

reposed in november trough..
swallowed deep in it's awe-full roots..
soughtful truths were endless..
defenseless to a distraughtful youth..

through it's sober swings..
countless shadows blanket numbing needs..
dumb to a humming breeze..
foolish to succumb to these..

the fall, magnificent..
towering walls, very much belittling..
the applause? Insignificant..
though each flaw riddled me..

structure of incredible strength..
towering limbs obscuring high places..
to lay faceless..
implied the eyes to define races..

Pleasant write up so far, some food for thought given.

through it's sober swings..
^I liked this expression.

towering walls, very much belittling..
the applause? Insignificant..
^This too.

I don't know if you used to be on Project Rhyme but my instincts say you were, as an obscure topicalist who was probably before my time. I like your work, keep it up.

@cyph her