Showing posts with label tree. Show all posts
Showing posts with label tree. Show all posts

Thursday, 22 April 2021

the third hallucination


transgressive

(trænzgrɛsɪv )
 
ADJECTIVE
 
Transgressive is used to describe actions that break a moral law or a rule of behavior.
 
[formal]
To write and publish this poem was a daring, transgressive act.
 

Friday, 25 September 2020

the story of a tree

 

Once there was a tree, planted to commemorate the arrival of a new life to this world. And it grew and it grew.

It grew so big it went over the wall to the churchyard next door. Each year it blossomed. Then the rain poured down and the wind whipped a gale. The tree split. Its roots began to rise from the ground.

  

Poor tree. It had to come down before it fell. One man climbed up, higher and higher into the branches. Ropes were attached and the chain-saw ripped into life.


 

 
 
The team of men sweated in the blistering heat as they worked on. Branches were cut, slender boughs shredded.





They worked until the tree was down and the next day we lifted heavy trunk rings across the churchyard wall. The stump-grinder came . We dug out the roots and planted another tree.

The old wood will not be wasted. A young man came round to chop it into logs. It will keep us warm as we wait for the new tree to grow.


Thursday, 13 August 2020

summer's almost gone

 

 
 a soft sun-lit shaft 
steals silent 
between the shimmered morning 
maidenhair 
moist in the fecund dreams
of a young girl 
 
a solitary tree
stands proud
chained to the floor of the wood
its verdant head
pulsing
with the risen sap
of one last summer morning

autumn beckons






Thursday, 8 November 2018

wood


and the rain came
in soft shards
through leaves
as we walked

they waited patiently for us
the trees
talking
through roots
discarded and fallen

the green moss
glowing
on twisted bark
tracing the rippled
surface

death and life
cycle
permanence
impermanence 
the floor
of this magical
living
wood