Monday Posted on July 2, 2018 by Lisa Rosier Outrageous in its extremism This one no license granted By some authority By some wilderness code No, not this one Grew to be a rescuer Now in need of rescuing Yet none mouth to ask Nor hearers to listen No door to open Or hands to receive Disappearing as a giant In an ancient forest In plain sight Lifeless, anyway Struck by lightning Too many times Share this:TwitterFacebookLike this:Like Loading... Related