Thursday, July 28, 2016

Kit Kelen - #210 - bare limbs


210
bare limbs


the tree's death
is a living thing


mistletoed to air's edge
such shapes as no one ever thought


an ant's traverse
a beetle's burrow


and where vine takes up the tune
there's tendril tops the stave


as if some last gesticulation
were whittled down to twig


this little heart
the day's pledged to


claw after claw come to world's end
makes wings off in the blue 


 


1 comment:

  1. Beautiful especially love the vine and tendril verse.

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