Poetry for the Day: Life in the Leafless

Trees, Trees Without Leaves, Leaves, Autum, Spring

Life in the Leafless

On the ides of November
I watched as the last leaf fell
from the oak tree sitting atop the hill

skeletal branches, no motion detected
where the view once obstructed
by fluffs of foliage that blossomed

ice laced the hub of limbs
during a snowstorm in December
yet it remains standing strong and stoic

as March winds blew and Spring arrived
the gentle giant emitted a warm glow
hosting fresh buds as acorns sprout.

– Kym Gordon Moore © All Rights Reserved

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