“My Heart Is A Tree” (original poem)

10 Oct

Silouetted Tree Against Night Sky

My Heart Is A Tree

A tree cracks the evening sky
Standing tall through the turning of seasons
Yawning and yearning to break out of itself.

It is fanned out, standing on tiptoe
Groping for the sky like a trembling hand
Reaching for the elusive harvest moon
Which drifts lazily by across night’s velvety curtain
Hoping to catch even one fleeting movement of light
Before the coming golden dawn.

(c) Tom Webber
4:45am on 2/22/2002

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