A graveyard of dead trees
Fallen leaves of vast red and orange seas
Squirrels scurry before winter strikes
As children play while others pass on bikes
A harmony of the trees an the wind come together and sing
As a bird chirps then stops to clean it's wing
Children shrieking and screaming as they play
Angry armies of cars roar past, then fly away
Memories start of when I was a kid
Only broken away by time an what it did
Sitting still only in question
Of who I am and to what is my impression
I laughed . . . I played here
I was happy unknown of fear
But then reality again breaks memory's connection
Only to be lost again, still unknown of my reflection
INTO THE BREACH
Into the breach..
near the rocky beach
the seed of birch
the seed of beech
and the hardstoned
seed of peach
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BIRD NEST
A row of centenarian pines ax-felled
Birdeggs smash upon the pavement.
The abandoned
birdnest rolled away..
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HEAR THE SEA
As she hears
the confessions
of all rivers
those on the shore
hear the sea..
accepting all
she calls no thing
heresy