The Leaning Trees

The Leaning Trees

A Poem by Caseypowers

One row
Stretching gracefully into Winter
See how light plays
Camouflage patches
Dipped in sunshine paint
Dotted by artist's hand
See how their bark peels
And smooth mottled green
Fights for place
Over grey
And how branches arch
Tipped with brown leave fingers
Whispering song
The song of fall
Fingers breaking free
In electric pulse
To Nature's Hum
Basking in this
Last light of sun
Blended by crisp breeze
A picture of the season
To play in mind's eye
During Nature's changing of tides
 

© 2011 Caseypowers


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I am a hude fan of nature, it inspires such beauty, I love this piece you wrote!

Dipped in sunshine paint...wonderful line.

Posted 12 Years Ago



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Added on November 27, 2011
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