POEM OF THE MONTH

 

August 2017

 

BEDIGHT

 

Two massive trees lie,

fallen, across the forest floor,

their limbs entwining:

thus ensconced

together in death,

two skeletal lovers reclining

 

Their brethren remain standing,

limbs stretched expectantly up to the sky

and polished silver by the moonlight,

while their fallen comrades,

though the very picture of death

the nascent forest at night

 

 

 

 

 

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