the weird birch...

Haha. I love this poem. :D

thanks very much..:)

Stickly

weir(e)d
       for
            sound.....knock'knock...
                      who's there?
                      Sonofa Birch,
                      turn off that noise.

in this case, i'd like a bit more realism.  surely, a tree isn't going to tell anyone in words they can hear to turn down their music...but often times a person has complained of another's loud music...or is this some sort of hallucination?  well, personally, i'd probably be less disturbed by the hallucination than by the person below me telling me my footsteps are too loud again...

i love trees...

LOL! Now isn't that just like the reincarnated spirit of a Druid...so very annoyed and threatened by anything that 'up-stages' all their
chanting?!?!??

(Personally, though, trees are my kindred spirits...truly adore them..and your very special poetic style!)

Trees; they've got leaves of their own.  It’s a pun life. Hear, hear. :)