crispy tree of koalas
By Lotus D
Crispy trees of koalas
stand so still
seeking water
from the cool soft bill
lurking for purpose
waiting for dawn
as they fall on the big black lawn
attempting to climb
to get away from the red-hot flame
approaching closely, mouth wide open
will the fire get him? or will the fire be ashamed
climbing the tree
desperate as can be
fallen trees
burnt bark
broken heart