Trees...at first light...

Trees

　

at first light

 

is when I remember

that you've been there

all night

that you waited

through rain and wind

listening

as the pond froze

snapping its resistance

ostensibly

before succumbing

before showing you

your morning faces

your disheveled wild

winter look

the one I will see

until May

and will somehow love

because

 you will always be there

at first light

waiting for me

to remember

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Trees...I heard you whisper...

Trees

I heard you whisper
last night
amongst yourselves
and early this morning
at daylight
your sighs
mingling with the hiss
of tires
on pavement
whispers that held words
wonderings
at the space
empty now
where your ancient one
had stood
your breath tremulous
precluding tears
I heard as rain.
You talked too
about who would
take its place
to shelter starlings
during storms
about which of you
would rise to the occasion
before the sun rose
ending the conversation
with no one
the wiser.




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Tree...did you see...



Tree

did  you see the man approaching

with that look

in his eye

that look

that spoke of fire on a cold night

a new shelf in his workshop

shavings for the woman's

flower beds?

Did you know it would hurt

to have the years

cut from you that way

no blood

trees don't bleed

but they weep.

I've heard them.

Might I have heard you

that day

before the thud

the sound

a tree makes

as it

meets its Maker?

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