Trees...for weeks now you've waited...

Trees

 

 

 

 

for weeks now

you've waited

buds filled to bursting

redder now as the day's song

grows louder

as light creeps in

between your sepals

tufted gems

opening slowly

imperceptibly

but surely

upon the branch

Maple you are called

whose elixir

fuels spring's passion

sweetens both bread

and air

tempers the shift

before settling once more

in your sapwood

crimson puffs

on dainty twigs

fit for phoebes

and wrens

swaying in a

pond-rippling breeze

warm enough now

for violas and other posies

for your birth on the bough

as that of stars

on moonless nights

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Trees...you weep today...

Trees

                you weep today
for the passing of a friend
ancient and loyal
it stood

for what might have been
forever
cheered your birth from the soil
sheltered you from wind
and sun
then held you

let go at just the right

time
as you learned to walk
through the pages of our thoughts
and experiences
explored the process
of becoming the
thing that screams
nature
the loudest
as fodder for our poems


Long after this rain
you will weep
for the great space
left open by its passing
the vines that embraced it
lost now along the fence
frightened clinging
wondering what happened
and why they weren't told
of the sentence imposed
on their innocent

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