Mind over maples

While the wind moves maples, maples move my mind…

The ancient eavesdropper

Mind over maples

floppy leaves amassed
into giant, prehistoric,
patio umbrella stands;
worn, wind-loved,
security blankets
when wet amid
chlorophyll tattoos
tapping through
dendritic veins;
cell wall
signal flares set ablaze,
canopies crackling
skyward and underfoot
as Fall speaks of
sunlight’s decay;
now naked,
its striated torso
tosses to and fro,
contorted with
birthmark burl bark,
though ever
strong and sure,
Nature preserves
a perfect set
of climbing

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About tyler4turtles

I am an avid photographer, poet, ecologist, bookworm, blogger, art enthusiast and runner who calls Montana home but lives in Oregon.
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