My bones hurt,
I must be growing.
Sometime I flirt,
Without even knowing.

All trees fruit,
Though some look bare.
It's in the root,
So go look there.

Copyright © 2010 Leslie Alexis

by Leslie Alexis

Comments (3)

Nice structure here & good rhythym. You are off to a great start.
I like the way your poems address the 'Big Questions'. Keep up the good work...
Ali this is a well construted poem and you are only eighteen you have got years ahead of you and many more great writes cheers Sylvie