the gods of arbitrary growth
years ago
i planted two poplar trees
side by side
out front
in the corner of the yard
and one grew taller than the other
larger
thicker
stronger
and i feel like that’s probably
a metaphor for something
or at least it should be
but all i see are trees
and words about trees
stamped across the sky
in a tangle
of branches
all the meaning i prescribe
comes from within
me
or the trees
and what i choose to name
the one on the left
my cat
can zoom straight up the trunk
leaving scratches
and cheshire grin
in a weathered trunk
time map
but i like to sit
beneath the canopy
and listen
to stories
told by dancing
flicker leaves
in the shade
of yesterday’s
summer
.
.
.
February 10th, 2015 at 9:54 am
all the meaning does come within us…for sure…
and those are some wonderful stories, now arent they?
February 10th, 2015 at 8:33 pm
Yes! Yes! Yes! Love this 🙂
February 23rd, 2015 at 2:23 am
or the trees… I like that ~