NO MANS LAND

 Van Goghs Mother said of Vincent
                          'futureless wanderings'

The trees tremble to capture light
swaying back and forth, shivering
as if the land had a fever. 

Hallucinating life, replicating
a Van Gogh sketched earth
bruised beauty, shellshocked. 
It's not who or what or when
or why did this happen?
you can put away your conspiracy
theories, man and time done this.

This is not a them and us border-
line or a checkpoint charlie poem.
This is no mans land, drive on but
be careful theres roadworks up ahead.NO MANS LAND

 Van Goghs Mother said of Vincent
                          'futureless wanderings'

The trees tremble to capture light
swaying back and forth, shivering
as if the land had a fever. 

Hallucinating life, replicating
a Van Gogh sketched earth
bruised beauty, shellshocked. 
It's not who or what or when
or why did this happen?
you can put away your conspiracy
theories, man and time done this.

This is not a them and us border-
line or a checkpoint charlie poem.
This is no mans land, drive on but
be careful theres roadworks up ahead.