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GREEN LEAVES

They were on silent sentry go,Coolly watching the human foe.Stiffly and silently, as we sped,They watched with their green eyes overhead.
III.High on a hill, as we swept by,We saw green trees buttress the sky,Stiff and terrible and high,And in no human way serene.The sky was gray, but the living sheenTortured our eyes. And then the keenUnsparing sun flung his aureoleAround each rooted living soul. . . .We scarce dared look upon the whole,So painfully, passionately green.But one shade brighter, and those highGreen flames would burn the tortured sky.
IV.Circling the city's tree-cleared spaceThe forests peer with covetous face,The forests creep with wolfish pace,Faltering, wily, and yet elate.

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