Trees

My back is strong like a piece of bark it has its edges but it is stable, it stands tall– it is stillness and silence and me.   These elements of control have never been my friend.   Illusive fears of loosing a self that I had forged by lack of force the word loss–Continue reading “Trees”

Rings

It would never have worked out anyway, you and I. . Me, a lonely tree, still sturdy enough to shelter you when there was rain my own pain present in my rings– you wouldn’t have known if I hadn’t made you ask. . You, a fallen sparrow, just looking for a place to stay until youContinue reading “Rings”

A Lesson

How do I know that your dreams align with mine when the sky won’t open up for you the same way it used to under the mulberry tree we’d play classes– you: teacher one, me: teacher three lessons on vanilla wafers, chocolate munchkins, and how Dr. Seuss really needed some practice in rhetorical grammar. …Continue reading “A Lesson”

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