Trees talk.
Share sugar.
Stretch skyward.
Grow,
Compete,
Breath,
Eat.
Memorize weather.
Flock together.
Host birds of a feather.
Participate in pacts.
Never overreact.
House strangers.
Call out dangers.
Take things slow.
Never over grow.
But there are fields–
endless fields–
of green zombies.
Who cannot talk.
Who do not share.
Whose competitors
allies
are executed.
So they can fulfill a purpose
not their own.
By B Gourley in Poetry, poem, nature, outdoors, Biology on December 1, 2016.
