• Vol. 10
  • Chapter 10

The Automobile Tree (with apologies to Joyce Kilmer)

I thought that I would never see
Five cars piled up upon a tree.

But here they are, for our inspection:
those five who misused fuel injection

and sped right by the sign, no doubt
oblivious that the bridge was out,

They flew, then landed with a “thunk”
upon a well-placed large tree trunk.

And four “thunks” later, who would think –
a tree of red, white, blue, gray, pink.

Twenty tires that know no road,
just caught in foolish episode.

They balance, one ton on another,
as human nature mocks the other.

The nearby real trees, leafy wonders,
wonder at these human blunders.
No trees they know will ever wear,
a quintet of sportscars in her hair,


The Automobile Tree (with apologies to Joyce Kilmer)

Yes, only God can make a tree,
but human errors let us see

how art can be made from calamity.
We shake our heads at the humanity.