Copper in Dendritic Habit

Weird Poetry

Copper branches

Like veins

The colour of off-red rust and dried blood


In all directions

All at once,


Copper veins spreading in dendritic habit,

In sacred treelike fashion.

I can’t help but think about

How all things mirror one another

In nature,

In our nature.

Roots and branches are basically the same —

They just grow in opposite directions

While searching for liquid or radiant light.




*** I discover the most fascinating things when I start internetting under the influence.