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Click herecaptured in the arms
of fallen branches
roots whispering
in death chants
cradled sigh softly
falls to the ground
as the rain stains
the soil in silence
This poem was mentioned in the Archival Review thread, in a picking through Lit's archive of over 38,500 poems.
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The title ties in nicely as a first line.
The sibilance at the end calls of rain sounds.
I enjoy the image and can almost feel the wet,
but I don't understand the root's "death chants".
Has there been a long drought?
Do the "stains" indicate this?
Great touch using "death chants" and "stain." They create a really nice tension that keeps the poem from being overly sweet. Love it!