davo
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 | | Subject: A winter poem for the times? Mon Feb 17, 2020 8:22 am | |
| Frozen Trees
The trees reached out to touch me
As I walked their frozen path
As I recoiled they blew their leaves
Whispering 'in spring you will be back'
they stood as frozen sentinels
turned their leaves from gold to white
they dared me to come closer
they could turn my heart to ice
the winter winds weren't gentle
they howled and screeched and tore
At limbs and leaves and frozen roots
their song a banshee roar
I had felt their strength and closeness
as I lay against their trunks
in the cool of summer evenings
my hands in roots had sunk
they had shared their breezes with me
sung me ocean songs Celt lore
but they warned me 'when the sap starts chilling'
you'll hear our songs no more davo |
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