Tag: trees

• 15.02.22 That Old Chestnut

  

  That Old Chestnut It’s still gnarly-bare,no leaves yeton that old chestnut tree. It’s old.It’s arbitrary.Bang-bang out of order, like a belligerent judge,a rigid thought growing wherenothing near it is its equal. There’s nothing symmetrical about it.Hit by lightning years ago.Blew sprinters and branches aboutas if hit by God’s own fist. But that tree’s dying.Slowly.Bleedingfrom its […]

  Misky

  Feb 21, 2022

  ekphrastic, Poetry

  #amwriting, nature, Poetry, trees

• For dVerse: Quadrille #15

  Up a Tree My childhood was up a tree, on a limb, a branch, twigs too far. It grew, I grew legs long and arms to reach up through colours – spring, summer, fall’s scent on bark, sticky, pitchy, sweeping ’round my head. Those leaves falling. Falling.   written for dVerse’s Quadrille Monday (44 words)

  Misky

  Aug 30, 2016

  dVerse, Poetic Forms

  childhood, leaves, trees

• Poetic Bloomings: 8 July

  That Summer of Crows I was ten. I was smaller then. The world was smaller, and that made everything bigger. Made the sky bigger. Made the old oak bigger than sky, and when I stood under that tree, clouds disappeared into its leaves, into its shadows. It was wind- flicked and dry as old books. […]

  Misky

  Jul 8, 2016

  Poetic Bloomings

  childhood memories, crows, trees