our tree

we ran along the meadow,
and climbed up in our tree;
there’d never been two other friends
like you and me.

but we grew up and sideways,
and dreamed of other fields —
the friends and trees we leave behind
while each still yields

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Beleaguered Servant

Owen Servant is an online poet working in a style that's been described as "compulsive". In real life, he is an actuary, because being a poet wasn't unpopular enough.

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