sycamore (Remove filter)
Wind Dance
Sycamore leaves dance
In only the lightest breeze
They never turn askance
Like leaves on other trees
Sycamore leaves flair
Within their perfect ballet
In just the lightest air
Blowing up the valley
Monday 18th June 2018 12:04 pm
The Song Of Trees
The Song Of Trees
They sat here,
back in nineteen seventeen,
beneath my caring arms.
I kept the August sun
from their fevered brows
as piece by piece
they pulled themselves
together.
Their stories made me weep
rainfall
from sy...
Monday 23rd October 2017 8:49 pm
Recent Comments
Rolph David on don’t know
2 hours ago
Rolph David on Best Before My Sell By
2 hours ago
Rolph David on Walk Beside Me
3 hours ago
Auracle on HYMN OF THE RISING SUN
4 hours ago
Auracle on God is love
4 hours ago
Rolph David on A Deal With the Devil, or The Scales of Justice Shattered
4 hours ago
Rolph David on A Deal With the Devil, or The Scales of Justice Shattered
4 hours ago
Rolph David on A Deal With the Devil, or The Scales of Justice Shattered
4 hours ago
Kevin Vose on The balloon's gone up
8 hours ago
Flyntland on A Deal With the Devil, or The Scales of Justice Shattered
9 hours ago