A GRAY BIRCH LOST AT SEA
A GRAY BIRCH BOWS
OUT STRETCHED LIKE A SPLINTERED MAST
IMBEDDED IN A SHOWER OF BLOWING SNOW
LIKE A SHIP LOST AT SEA.
THE WIND BANGS AT ITS BARE BRANCHES
LIKE SAILS IN A STORMY SEA.
ICE CRYSTALS CLING TO THE TREES ROOTS
LIKE TREASURE IN A SHIPS HOLD.
SNOW LAYS ON THE GROUND
LIKE WHITE CAPS IN THE WIND.
LEAVES FALL
LIKE DROWNING SAILORS IN THE WHITE ABYSS.
Topic: Poetry, Solstice Poems: Reflections On Nature Tags: Henry
