Monday, November 12, 2012

A Hymn of Trees (poetry by an orthdoox rebel)

And now a return to calmer waters, as well as a return to something I haven't posted for a while. Enjoy.

I see shaggy cypress, hard-hided oak,
Smooth-skinned maple, silver or red,
With timid poplar resting in between.

Leaves folded over one-by-one,
Laying like coats of emerald armor,
Rattling their scales and sabres
As the wind winds through them
Like threaded needle through a cloth.

The fabric of forestry, woven tightly together
By the unseen force and feeling
Of the wind.

-Jon Vowell (c) 2012

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