In powerful-weak sunlight
Big-Crow totem tree grows
Down from cloud-lung alveoli,
Performs the fine opposite of division
Becoming deep-trunk throat,
Impaling the spring-birth earth.
Pay attention now, For the
Gods are about to send a message.
Adventures in the life of an English allotment
Original Nature + Culture Photojournalism
Garden Blog of the Year 2016
Welcome to my world: digging, harvesting and other stuff
for your family
The evolution of an old farmhouse, an American woman, an Englishman and their dogs.
If you could go anywhere you wanted, where would you be headed right now?
surfing my tsunami
blowing through the cobwebs of my mind
Just another WordPress.com weblog
Writing the Wrong, Right, and Ridiculous
Life after the Care Farm
The most Dangerous plant to sleep under is the water lilly
Local History for Great Wyrley and Surrounding Areas
Tales from the mouth of a wolf
introspection & reflection, poetry & prose
Posts about old Hollywood, current concerns
Gunn4
Wow! This is really strong and powerful, building a great sense of anticipation. Great poem!
What lovely feedback, really appreciated, thank you.
I think the Gods just did! Lovely.
I love the idea of reversal. You have made in words what I have sometimes seen in sculptures.
The trunk piercing the ground rather than growing from it is a powerful image. I shall take this notion with me when I walk.
Reblogged this on Poet's Corner.
Ecco Anne Hathaway riprese di The Intern a Manhattan, e che