MF (05-03-1968 / Denver, Colorado)

December Boughs

Like fearsome charcoal masks
Branching across the sky
Immobile and impassive
Extending wide and high

Ever silent despite the wind
While swirling fogs enclose
Standing lifeless, listless as if
Their very spirits froze

Petrified matriarchs of the forest
With barbed hope for what tomorrow brings
Hold dreams of lush, green softness
A vision of the awaited spring


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Excellent imagery. I can see the picture you painted very clearly. Kindest regards, Sandra