Poet-Tree Poem by Sebastian Melmoth

Start your poet-tree the seed becomes the word planted in the mind to grow
Brain tells the soul the subject matter the fertiliser starting the writing flow
Each line builds your poet-tree trunk, will yours be a big oak or a small sorbus or prunus?
Branches reach out the loving structures
Forming in rhythm, acrostic buds set, blossoming limerick flowers shine
Standing looking up at your poet-tree another one planted in your word smith forestry
Emotional grass surrounds the ground looking up at your creation
Poet-tree providing oxygen of hope keeping you rooted to the ground
Standing tall radiating a shadow of feelings on this cruel world
Poet-tree bark the crust, the husk, forms the cortex to protect your poetic words
Now your sturdy composition a forever reflection leaving your mark
Thoughts swirling again out of your mental illness storm comes the next word, the next seed to be planted, your next poet-tree.