Through bare trees
I can see all the rickety lean-tos
and sheds, and the outhouse
with the half-moon on the door,
once modestly covered in
summer's greenery.
Through bare trees
I can watch the hawk
perched on a distant branch,
black silhouetted wings
shaking feathers and snow,
and so can its prey.
Through bare trees
I can be winter's innocence,
unashamed needfulness,
the thin and reaching limbs of a beggar,
longing to touch
but the hem of the sun."-
~ Lisa Lindsey, Bare Trees
and sheds, and the outhouse
with the half-moon on the door,
once modestly covered in
summer's greenery.
Through bare trees
I can watch the hawk
perched on a distant branch,
black silhouetted wings
shaking feathers and snow,
and so can its prey.
Through bare trees
I can be winter's innocence,
unashamed needfulness,
the thin and reaching limbs of a beggar,
longing to touch
but the hem of the sun."-
~ Lisa Lindsey, Bare Trees
5 comments:
All you need is your fair share of snow. Great photos!
Looks nice . All we see here through bare trees is snow and more snow lol ! Come on spring lol ! Nice photos . Thanks for sharing . Have a good weekend !
Our trees are ice laden, but I like the photo of the fence.
Nice pictures! Thank you for the kind comments on my blog about my sister's passing. I'm now in Texas and we are preparing for the memorial.
Jo, I love seeing photos of places where one could take a nice enjoyable walk. You have always shown great pictures. Enjoy your weekend, xoxo,Susie
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