Listening to the Tree

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Twisting out from the ground
Making a reach out to the impossible
Leaning into the wind
The music of gnarled roots
Pulsing through chipping
Skin and veins

A dog curls up
Underneath her outstretched wing
They stay together in the warmth
The sun yellowing the grass
The faint cheerful squeals of a harmonica
Drifts across the hilly field
A lullaby and an accompaniment
To the tree’s silent song.

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1 Comment (+add yours?)

  1. elizabethdetroit
    Apr 22, 2015 @ 03:58:31

    Excellent! Thank you for the poem!

    Reply

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