Old Tree

"A tree that may in summer wear

A nest of robins in her hair ..."

Okay, we can forget that shit. This tree is gnarled with age

and shows the scars it's earned every step of the way. 

A red-tailed hawk maintains a hunting lodge 

in this old mulberry tree's matted tresses, and her leaves flutter 

not so much with the promise of a fuzzy bunny popping

out at the trunk, as it does a threat, a feral warning 

to not disturb her residents. As proof, the bright pink remains

of a pterodactyl hang, fatally snarled among the branches.

This tree, quietly inhabiting the center of the Coke Field

is one of the most feared of it's kind ...

... the dreaded Kite-Eating Tree!
Be afraid, be very afraid!! Aaaarghh!