Leaves in Sunlight

The thick green moss submerges fallen old wood
muffles thought, swallows light and sound
and softens rounds and smooths all but
the hard old verticals of trunk
pungent pine and raunchy chocolate-scented basswood
black walnut and oaks and sugar maple

Does the walnut spring from the mouth of a corpse
Is the basswood destined to be a basket
Will fire eat all but the elder trees

Life is green here
sun and rain are sustenance
a scattered ray of sunlight breaks
through the leaves overhead and spots
down on a single purple anemone


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About riverwriter

Poet, playwright, duplicate bridge player, website designer, cottager, husband, father, grandfather, former athlete, carpenter, computer helper for my friends, theatre designer, backstage polymath, retired teacher of highschool English, drama, art, a baritone singer in a barbershop quartet, who knows what else? wordcurrents is on Facebook: https://www.facebook.com/wordcurrents/ Doug also has a Facebook page, "Incognitio", related to his novels.
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