There's a horse chestnut tree growing in a drain in the street
Growing with vigour
New spring leaves
Dwarfed by it's containment
It peeps through the iornwork
It has a life
It lives and breathes
"Not for long" I thought.
Soon someone will rip out the thing
Sitting so close to the old town hall,
Roots meeting the foundation
"It shal end in a bin!"
But.....
Perhaps, if society should fall?
Should it crumble around us
And A generation drops the ball
Then conkers shall litter the ruins
Of Trowbridge's old town hall.
Mar 31
Mar 31, 2026 at 7:12 AM UTC
There's a horse chestnut tree growing in a drain in the street
Growing with vigour
New spring leaves
Dwarfed by it's containment
It peeps through the iornwork
It has a life
It lives and breathes
"Not for long" I thought.
Soon someone will rip out the thing
Sitting so close to the old town hall,
Roots meeting the foundation
"It shal end in a bin!"
But.....
Perhaps, if society should fall?
Should it crumble around us
And A generation drops the ball
Then conkers shall litter the ruins
Of Trowbridge's old town hall.
